Night journeys are hard.
Especially on an unfamiliar and rugged path.
"What era is this? How can Qu City still have roads like this?"
As Zheng Kuo maneuvered the steering wheel, he cursed through gritted teeth, his facial expression dark and unpleasant:
"The old man doesn't know what kind of curse he's under, making me come here in the middle of the night. Is he really planning on taking me to escape?"
Though he was a playboy, he wasn't dumb.
Recently, the changes in Qu City were clear to him. The restructuring of Fuhong caught the attention of both the State Government and further up, the Imperial Court.
His father's hands, being the group director, weren't clean—of course he'd know.
Even he himself has been behaving more cautiously lately.
Unfortunately,
In the end, escaping was inevitable.
Damn!
The car wheel struck a stone, causing the luxury car to leap high and land heavily, making Zheng Kuo curse aloud and vent his inner tension.
"Screech..."
The car stopped.
