Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gu Xue immediately patted her chest and agreed, “Sister Future, tell me, what do you need me to do? I’ll go to the mountain of Knives…”
“Stop!”Xu Weilai stopped her from expressing her determination. She grabbed her arm and said in a low voice, “Follow me.”
Xu Weilai brought Gu Xue to a quiet corner and whispered to her for a while. Then, she opened her handbag, took out the USB inside, and handed it to her.
Gu Xue took it solemnly and held it in her hand. Then, she made an OK gesture to her and said, “Leave it to me. I’ll definitely take care of it!”
Then, she lifted her foot and left in her high heels.
Xu Weilai took out her phone and looked at the time on it. She opened wechat and found Xiao Chun’s profile picture. Then, she sent a voice message, “Where is she?”
About ten seconds later, Xiao Chun replied, “She’s almost here. She should be here in about five minutes.”.
She was referring to the car that would pick up the bride.
In other words, the official wedding would officially begin in ten minutes.
Xu Weilai leaned against the pillar and took a deep breath. She had to finish what she had to do today. After that… she would have a clear conscience.
She straightened up and was about to leave when footsteps came from ahead. She looked up and saw Zuo an in a pure white suit. He was as handsome, elegant, and elegant as she had seen him for the first time. He was like a piece of beautiful jade, refreshing and refreshing, like a spring breeze.
It seemed that he had always liked to wear a white suit. After so many banquets, he had always been dressed in white.
But… His world was dark.
Even if he was dressed in white, it could not hide the darkness and turbid air all over his body.
Xu Weilai glanced at him, retracted her gaze, and walked straight past him.
Zuo an did not stop her, but said, “Future, no matter what you want to do, stop.”
Xu Weilai found it funny. She even laughed out loud. She stopped for a moment and didn’t look back. The two of them just stood there with their backs to each other.
There was no emotion in her tone. She only said plainly, “Zuo an, no matter what, no one will always have victory in their hands.”