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However, four burly, retired security guards stood a good ten meters away from Liu Zhizhong.
They gathered by the flower bed on the left side after entering the gate, just staring at him.
Liu Zhizhong shook his head in slight confusion and smiled at them, only to be met with cold, icy stares.
Turning around, Zhang Qixiang had already come down from the second floor of the villa.
She was wearing pretty slippers, her fair little feet so alluring!
Liu Zhizhong actually regretted it a bit, "Gosh, why didn't I think of playing with those little feet last night?"
But Zhang Qixiang approached in the gentle breeze, with her skirt fluttering and her face ice-cold.
In her hand, she firmly held a beautiful leather whip, looking very commanding.
Liu Zhizhong couldn't help but think to himself, "I'm screwed, is this woman really going to beat me up?"
Fine, let's wait and see what she says!