hostage?!
After Connor Wen was stunned, he felt a chill run from the top of his head straight to the soles of his feet. He suddenly felt that all the temperature of his blood had been taken away, making him feel cold all over.
Hostage...He is a hostage?
He clenched the bag in his hand, feeling that what he was carrying was a thousand pounds heavy, almost crushing his spine. Everything Ethan Luo said and did during this period appeared in front of him frame by frame. Now thinking back, it seemed that every expression and every word concealed a hypocritical and cold conspiracy.
Chang Xing looked at Connor Wen with interest: "It seems that you like him very much."
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