The Boss Can No Longer Hide Her True Identity

Jiang City was a tiny town lost in obscurity, so insignificant it could barely be found on a map. By ten o'clock at night, nearly all the shops along the streets had closed their doors. The black sky was devoid of stars, and only a handful of battered, aging streetlamps cast their dim orange-yellow glow onto the deserted roads.

Two shadows stretched long beneath the lamps, bending and twisting across the walls, creating an odd, almost eerie sight.

"Stop right there!" A brash, arrogant voice rang out behind them.

"I said stop, damn it!"

The two men slowly turned. One wore a gaudy floral shirt, black shorts, and sported brash yellow-dyed hair. The other was dressed in simple white leisurewear, his short black hair neat, his features delicate and handsome.

The red-haired thug rested a wooden stick on his shoulder while one of his lackeys stepped forward to light a cigarette for him.

Dongfang Cheng ran a hand through his yellow hair, nudging the man in white beside him with a quiet chuckle.

"Brother Gu, who do you think is more fashionable—me or him?"

A hint of amusement flickered in Gu Ting’s eyes as he looked at the redhead across from him, lips curling. "About the same. Six of one, half a dozen of the other."

Dongfang Cheng: …

He’d been hoping for a compliment!

The redhead scowled, watching their secretive exchange. Did they think he and his dozen or so brothers were invisible?

"Damn it! If you know what's good for you, just hand over your money!&