How could one describe it as “throwing”? “No, I mean, this knife didn’t stab you, right? You shouldn’t be hurt, right? If there is, I’m truly sorry, I didn’t mean to make a mistake…” If she had accidentally killed someone, she would be haunted by guilt for the rest of her life. “A mistake? You mean your knife would harm me?” She nodded vigorously. “Heh.” Gu Feiyang pulled out a smile, sneering, “This knife was clearly thrown in, and it doesn’t have any lethality at all. At first, I thought someone was playing a prank on me.” He revealed a set of white teeth that could be in a toothpaste commercial, seemingly mocking her clumsiness. Oh, it was truly heartbreaking! At this moment, she really wanted to die, her eyes almost welling up with tears. Just now, her knife was clearly “shot” out, how… how did it become “thrown”? It seemed her knife skills still needed improvement, and she must definitely make up for it, lest the assassins in her organization mock her as “useless” – that would be a tremendous humiliation! Gu Feiyang suddenly retracted the dimple at the corner of his mouth, his face turning serious, his long and narrow black eyes narrowing into a line. “However, from your expression, it doesn’t seem to be the case. You clearly came to find my father and said you have a connection with him, so… why did you attempt to assassinate? I guess you’re planning to break into a private residence?” “Let me guess your motive for sneaking into a private home – you’re my father’s little mistress on the side, worried about being discovered by me, his son, so you chose a side entrance instead of the main door.”
Unexpectedly, I mistakenly broke into the master bedroom, which was my son’s room. Because I noticed some movement outside the window, I planned to investigate. You, worried about being discovered, decided to take drastic action and simply tried to eliminate me with a knife. Who would have thought that your knife skills were so poor that not only did you fail to assassinate me, but you were caught red-handed?
This man… what nonsense is he talking about? What mistress? Please help me! Could her taste be so bad? The photo of Gu Shaoxiong shows an elderly man who could be her father – how could she possibly be interested in him?
“No, no! It’s not like that!” she vehemently denied, desperately shaking her hands.
“Then why did you try to kill me?” Daring to act against him was clearly suicidal.
“This…” She couldn’t explain anything, could reveal nothing.
“Amusingly, your technique is so poor, yet you dare to try to kill someone! Spit it out!” He approached her with a murderous expression, trying to intimidate her. She was completely unfazed.
Gu Feiyang had been sent to study in the UK since childhood. At twenty, he obtained two master’s degrees and officially took the CEO position of the Gu Group’s European headquarters. In Europe, Gu Feiyang was a legendary figure, with sharp insight and ruthlessness. At a young age, he had won acclaim from both the legitimate and underground worlds, becoming a source of pride for Asians.
By day, Gu Feiyang was a well-known CEO, but by night, he transformed into a cold-faced godfather.
