Ou Feng wailed loudly, "Young Master Yu, I—I... Ah!"
Yu Siqiao glanced coldly at Mo Shu, then turned and walked away.
Mo Shu was about to say something when Ji Yun approached her and said, "Princess, Mr. Cheng Du is waiting for you."
Frowning, Mo Shu glanced at Yu Siqiao, whose retreating figure screamed trouble, and said, "Have Ji Ren and Ji Biao keep an eye on things, don't let him get beaten too severely."
"Yes."
...
This was the first time Mo Shu met Cheng Du.
Cheng Du looked very young, under thirty, dressed in a suit, clean and kind-faced.
Sitting at the coffee table by the railing, smoking a cigarette, his gaze stretched out over the sea. His posture was straight, his skin darkened, his hair cropped, and his features rugged—it was not difficult to tell he was of military background.
Sensing someone scrutinizing him, Cheng Du turned his head, his gaze landing on Mo Shu.
