Outside room 318 of the Yunhai Hotel, Chen Xiao pushed the door open and walked right in.
A lone woman sat inside.
She wore only a bathrobe, her long, fair legs exposed to the air, creating a stunning visual impact. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, bright red lips, and long, wavy hair. Her face was exquisite. She looked to be in her early thirties and had the mature air of a married woman—alluring, yet carrying the authoritative presence of someone long accustomed to a high position.
Chen Xiao paid no mind to her exposed skin. After a quick scan, his gaze landed on her face. "Who are you?" he asked coldly.
"You'll find out in due time," the woman said with a seductive smile. "Shouldn't you be more concerned about where she went?"
"Give me her current address!" Chen Xiao demanded. He didn't have time to wonder how she knew about Luo Qingli's movements; finding her was the only thing that mattered.
