Less than a kilometer away from the Iron Arrow Gate Hot Pot Restaurant, in the park at the center of the street, Hua Ziming sat on a bench, leisurely watching the passing pedestrians, with a suitcase by his feet.
He kept glancing at the eastern street, wondering when Fu Xue would appear.
Once Fu Xue showed up, his task would be complete.
Soon, a beautiful woman with a cold aura, dressed in a leather jacket, approached with an air of menace. Hua Ziming slightly curled his lips into a smile.
Fu Xue stood in front of Hua Ziming, sizing him up from head to toe several times, not understanding: If Hua Ziyan was here, why did Young Master Ye say he had returned to Songcheng?
Could it be... a body double?!
Fu Xue came to a realization, her face drastically changing.
She stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Hua Ziming's clothes, yanking him up, and demanded fiercely, "Speak, who are you?"
"You are?" Hua Ziming pretended not to recognize Fu Xue.
