YanJingchen closed his eyes in despair, and when he opened them again, his eyes were as cold as ice.

　　"Ben -" he called his bodyguard.

　　"Take Kate back at any cost!"

　　At this time, Mu Zhian just stepped into the first floor of the Citic Tower. It was eight o'clock in the evening. The white collars of this office building had already gone off work. The lights in the corridor were turned on and off, making the whole building look empty.

　　The appointed room 101 of Mu's house was at the innermost part of the building. When Mu Zhian plucked up courage to open the door, she saw a familiar...