At this moment, Yuan Xiaoxiao had already burst through the villa gates, raced across the first floor, and stormed into Xie Jian's bedroom. The young woman had just finished work when she received the call from the Xie Mansion.
Without even thinking about going home first, she rushed out of the police station, flagged down a cab, and sped straight to the Xie Mansion!
She looked like she had run with all her might—her radiant face was flushed as red as a spark ready to ignite. Xiaoxiao wore a simple white t-shirt paired with form-fitting blue jeans that accentuated her already stunningly long legs. Her hair was tied into a casual bun, a touch of careless charm mingling with her natural allure. Standing there, her clear, jewel-like eyes brimmed with tears, shimmering like tiny diamonds, on the verge of spilling over but stubbornly refusing to fall, evoking a deep ache in anyone who looked at her.
She was simply breathtaking.
