It seems that Zhao Xuemo felt Lin Zifeng's fiery gaze, so she looked in that direction, but all that greeted her was a slightly thin and lonely back. Looking at the man's skinny and lonely back, Zhao Xuemo's delicate body paused slightly, her heart skipped a beat, thinking she must have seen it wrong. She then shook her head firmly, and when she looked in that direction again, the man had already disappeared from her sight...
"Xuemo, what's wrong with you?" the man gently asked by her ear.
Zhao Xuemo's alluring figure froze for a moment, her face turned pale, then she revealed a faint smile and said, "It's nothing, let's go, don't keep them waiting."
With that, Zhao Xuemo walked into the bar in her exquisite high heels.
