It turned out that he had been discovered long ago. But this woman was interesting. She knew that he was under the car and still took him out of Tianyuan bridge.
Xia Pingan exerted some force on her hands and waist, and her two feet landed on the ground. A beautiful Iron Bridge slid out from under the car nimbly, and she stood in front of a woman in an instant.
The carriage parked under the roadside lamps, which illuminated the area where the woman was in like a stage, making her brilliant in the dark.
The woman had just gotten off the carriage. She was about 30 years old. In a purplish-red longuette, she had picturesque eyebrows and smooth skin. She looked a bit shrewder and sharper in her languidness. She was cradling a big orange colorful cat. The hairpin, the necklace and the two finger rings on her neck were all shiny. At the sight of them, Zhang tie knew that they were expensive luxuries.
