The moment A Xiang heard that something involved Ding Ling, she lost her wits. Completely flustered, she had none of her usual wariness and did not think things through. She opened the door at once and looked at Tony, asking anxiously:
"What's wrong with Ding Ling? What happened to him? Is he all right? Where is he?"
Her words came in a rush. She fired off several questions in one breath, and the anxiety and unease on her face were obvious and profound.
It was clear.
She had clearly developed genuine feelings for Ding Ling.
For a month, day and night, every moment, she had been thinking about how to pursue Ding Ling.
She even dreamed about it.
The enormous investment of time, effort, and energy had given her increasingly profound feelings for Ding Ling.
She felt certain that she had fallen for Ding Ling, and it was a deep kind of affection.
Tony had naturally noticed this as well. Otherwise, he would not have come looking for A Xiang in the middle of the night.
He entered the apartment building and quickly shut the door.
Click!
He chambered a round and pointed the pistol at A Xiang.
Sorry, A Xiang. I don't mean to hurt you. I just hope you'll cooperate with me.
"..."
A Xiang was stunned. Faced with the dark muzzle, she felt a little afraid, but she was still worried about Ding Ling. Instinctively, she asked:
"What about Ding Ling? He's all right, isn't he?"
Ding Ling is such a big shot, with plenty of bodyguards around him. What could happen to him?
Tony looked at A Xiang, not knowing what to say. How sharp, capable, and intelligent she had been before! But ever since Ding Ling, she seemed to have become completely love-struck, her IQ