349 349、Envy is Privy I

Yes, Miss Lu Zhaoyang was not in the mood for some senseless drinking party by self-proclaimed socialites. She was nearly suffocated by the stench of alcohol before she stormed out of Golden City.

Under the dazzling lights of night life, she stopped a patrolling taxi and opened the door straightaway. Right before she could state her destination, she was pulled out of the car and hauled all the way to the parking lot nearby. She was thrown in as a slam was heard before the car raced away. 

She repositioned herself and fastened her seatbelt as she turned her head peering at the building of Golden City shrinking in size, wondering if Chen would do fine since he was still there.

"Thinking about him?" It looked interrogative but it sounded affirmative.

She withdrew her sight, "Don't you care about your uncle?"