"Mr. Yang, we meet again!"
Xiao Ruoruo closed the car door and walked toward Yang Xiao with a graceful stride.
A fragrant breeze wafted towards him, not a pungent scent, but a very pleasant, fresh fragrance.
This scent, Yang Xiao had smelled before, was Xiao Ruoruo's body fragrance.
It had to be said that Xiao Ruoruo indeed was a rare beauty among mortals.
At the age of thirty, she possessed the appearance of a twenty-year-old, simply a perfect goddess with eternal youth.
The teal cheongsam excellently accentuated her body's curves, her elegant features carrying an ancient charm, her figure slim and eye-catching.
Standing there, Xiao Ruoruo was the epitome of a beauty with her luxury car, and there truly were few men who could resist such temptation.
Yang Xiao, however, happened to be one such rare individual.
Even facing a top beauty like Xiao Ruoruo, he could remain completely indifferent; let alone feeling restless, he didn't have the slightest hint of wild thoughts.
