On a certain stretch of the Grand Canal's riverbank, there was such a scene.
An ice-cold woman was held by a man, her back leaning against his embrace, while around them, there were black-clad bodyguards, sternly surrounding them.
A sport motorcycle slowly drove up and then stopped, the two people riding it got off.
It was clear the one riding the motorcycle was a man, he took off his helmet and casually put it on the motorcycle, the other was a tall and sexy woman.
The man had a head of yellow hair, after taking off the helmet, he used his fingers to casually brush his hair back, looking at the scene happening not far away, his face full of surprise.
Then, the man muttered to himself: "Wow, this brother is daring, that's Shen Huangyi, the woman Zhou Guanqing has been thinking about for over a decade, and she's being held in his arms. If Zhou Guanqing saw this, he might..."
At this point, he didn't dare to imagine further.
