Xiaobao sat alone on the bench, closed his eyes, having drunk too much, he wanted to sleep.
But just at this moment, it seemed as if a gust of cold wind blew, and the groggy Xiaobao felt someone approach. Upon opening his eyes, the first glance revealed a woman!
At the second glance, it was a familiar woman.
The woman dressed in a plain dress stood gracefully before Xiaobao, holding a small handbag. Her eyes were slightly surprised, with her red lips parted: "What are you doing here?"
Xiaobao, still groggy and seeing this woman, felt much less instinctive vigilance, and was also somewhat surprised: "Why are you here too?"
This woman was someone he had met at the Han Family, Cheng Shuanghua, a person from a mysterious family in Guangyao City, seemingly on par with the Ling Family.
"A friend is organizing a gathering here, so I came to play around. Interested to join?" Cheng Shuanghua, now past surprise, revealed a slightly reserved smile.
