"Kun Ge, no good, we can't go out..." The driver was a young man, pale with fear.

"Damn it! Run before you say it!" Zhang Tong gritted his teeth and glanced at the woman still sleeping in his arms. He threw Coptis chinensis on the back seat. Three of them abandoned their cars and fled.

*

New York, USA.

Yiqian, dressed professionally, pushed her black-framed glasses on her nose, slipped a touch of distress between her beautiful eyebrows, hesitated, and said to Zhuo Sinian, who was still reading the report carefully, "Sir, it's too late for you to have an early rest. Tomorrow morning looks like it's too late."

Josie...