On the way back, a group of black-suited bodyguards suddenly rushed over and surrounded Qiao Qiqi. Her beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a cold aura. Who were these people?
Just as she was about to ask for clarification, the two bodyguards in front of her quickly parted to the sides, and a man in a finely tailored suit walked over. He was very tall, with an excellent physique and exceptionally good looks, but his expression was too cold, as if his face was covered in ice.
Qiao Qiqi was certain she didn't know this person at all.
"Are you Miss Qiao Qiqi?" Rong Yuan's sharp gaze fixed tightly on the beautiful girl before him. He hadn't expected the one who saved his grandfather to be so stunningly beautiful, rarely seen, with a powerful aura that did not fall short of his own, despite her young age.
Was this really the girl from the information who grew up in a small town?
