The fish on the cutting board sneezed for no apparent reason.
Lu Suigui thought, "I feel like someone is plotting against me, looking to drag me off for some backbreaking labor."
She had been caught in a tug-of-war for half an hour, deadlocked between two men. Suddenly, a group of bodyguards surrounded the three of them, looking every bit the part of gangsters. From the black cars following the Maybach, more men stepped out—the personal bodyguards of the young lady.
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