Chapter 39 (1/2)

Translator: Langshare  Editor: Langshare

At Qi Luo’s insistence, Ling Yue left with Qi Luo in the dress named the Moon Shadow.

When they arrived at Ling Yue’s house, Qi Luo watched Ling Yue push open the car door and get out.

He grabbed Ling Yue’s hand and said reluctantly, “When are you going back to England?”

Ling Yue patted Qi Luo’s hand as if she was comforting a child. “Very soon!”

Qi Luo finally let go of her hand in satisfaction.

Ling Yue got out of the car, tidied up her clothes, and walked toward the door of the apartment.

At this moment, a dark figure stood under a tree not far away, quietly looking at Ling Yue.

The moment Ling Yue opened the door of the apartment, her wrist was tightly grabbed by someone.

Ling Yue was about to knock the person down with a punch, but she was pushed against the wall first.

Ling Yue finally saw who it was and frowned, “Why is it you?”

Shen Zhou’s face darkened and looked at Ling Yue, “Who is that man?”

Ling Yue frowned even more, “It’s none of your business!”

“Who is that man?” Shen Zhou questioned coldly again.

“Yue!” Qi Luo’s voice sounded behind the two, “What happened?”

Ling Yue turned her head slightly and saw Qi Luo rushing over.

Shen Zhou also heard the scream and turned around to glare at Qi Luo.

Qi Luo had already driven away, but he saw Ling Yue being attacked in the rearview mirror.

He hurried over, afraid that Ling Yue was being bullied.

Shen Zhou saw who it was, and then was stunned. Seeing the person who attacked Ling Yue, Qi Luo stood there also in surprise.

“President Shen, why are you here?” Qi Luo asked first.

Ling Yue struggled to get rid of Shen Zhou’s grip.

However, Shen Zhou did not intend to let go. Instead, he held Ling Yue’s hand tightly and brought her behind him.

“Mr. Qi, what a coincidence.” Shen Zhou nodded slightly at Qi Luo. He looked polite and distant.

“Yue, what do you do…” Qi Luo asked, looking at Ling Yue over Shen Zhou’s shoulder.

Ling Yue used her hand to twist Shen Zhou’s fingers, but she could not let him go.

She poked her head out from Shen Zhou’s side. “Qi Luo, help!”

Hearing Ling Yue’s cry for help, Shen Zhou’s expression became even colder.