Shen Xianyu made a gesture.
Seeing this, the man raised his hand and chopped down forcefully on her shoulder.
Gu Nanqiao immediately felt a sharp pain in her back, and soon after, her consciousness began to blur.
The sound of high-heeled boots stepping on the ground once again rang out clearly, but the seemingly gentle tone of the person was like a demon's chant from hell to her, "Seven years ago, I could use you to make him compromise once, and seven years later, I can still use you to completely destroy him."
Every word was clearly transmitted to her ears.
Gu Nanqiao parted her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but the heaviness in her head was too intense, forcing her to close her mouth.
Who was "he" that she mentioned?
And what did the so-called "compromise" mean?
Gradually, she lost all her strength, unable to think about anything anymore, and slowly closed her eyes, falling completely unconscious.