The Su sisters had barely disappeared down the street when a low, predatory engine growled to a halt before the police station.
A black Ferrari.
The door swung open, and a man stepped out. He was tall and lean, about the same age as Yang Zhen. He wore a fitted dark coat, impeccably tailored. Every line of his body spoke of discipline, yet his composure was visibly strained.
His sharp features were handsome, but the excitement burning in his eyes twisted that handsomeness into mania. All because something he had waited for far too long was finally within reach.
This was Gu Xuan, the young master of the Gu family.
He strode into the station without hesitation, his steps fast, barely controlled. The officer at the desk barely finished asking before Gu Xuan spoke, his voice tight with urgency.
"Sir—"
"I want to see Officer Song Jinyu!"
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Song Jinyu's brows knitted together the moment she heard the name Gu Xuan.
