"Hi, darling, how did you end up over here? Had me searching for you for a while," Wang Meng murmured with a wicked smile into Tang Anzhi's ear, sitting extremely close to her.
Tang Anzhi's eyes stabbed at him like daggers. If looks could kill, he might have been murdered countless times by now.
Wasn't she supposed to have been captured? Why was she here?
As she reached for her knife, Wang Meng immediately pressed down on her hand.
His eyes gleaming with roguish amusement, he glanced toward Liu Xiaoxiao's position, "Darling, is that your good friend Xiaoxiao over there?" He emphasized the name Xiaoxiao particularly hard.
But Tang Anzhi could hear the implication in his words. This shameless scoundrel, was he just not going to let her go? The bastard.
What was he trying to do? Use Liu Xiaoxiao to threaten her?
"May I ask who you are?" Liu Xiaoxiao, seeing a man with a buzz cut so close to her friend, was completely astonished. Who was this guy?
