Oslo had already stood three steps away.
Li Qiyun looked at him in disbelief, "You're going to imprison me softly?"
The tall, handsome man smiled faintly, returning to his usual gentlemanly elegance outside, and softly said, "I just want you to take a good rest for a period of time."
"Alright, take care of yourself. I have matters at my company, I'll leave first. I'll come visit you another day."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
After a brief moment of shock, Li Qiyun came to her senses and called out to him, "Oslo!"
The man who had reached the doorway stopped in his tracks.
Her expression was unclear, her beautiful eyes carrying a chill, and she said word by word, "I don't care what you're doing or what you want to do. Remember this. My father and Beijue are my bottom line, you better not harm them. Otherwise, even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"
