But Jiang Qin was just thinking about it, after all, some people can only be encountered, not sought.
She didn't know if she would have the chance to meet that handsome guy again.
Enough, enough, take it one step at a time.
Si Fan returned to the room, her slender back heavily sunk into the black leather sofa, her legs crossed.
Her long, jade-like fingers quickly tapped on the phone several times.
Soon, Baidu displayed the map of Xiangcheng and marked the specific location of the Jiang Family.
However, there was no detailed structure diagram of the Jiang Family Manor.
After all, as the top aristocratic family in Xiangcheng, they are always cautious, fearing that certain people might have ill intentions.
And Si Fan, who intended to have such ill intentions towards the Jiang Family, stared at the red dot on the map, then lifted her gaze, her eyes falling on the black laptop on the coffee table, equipped by the hotel.
