At this moment, inside a guest room on the third floor.
Ouyang Zhi dialed a number, his laugh unnerving, "How is it going? Has the person been delivered?"
"Reporting to Young Master, she has already been delivered and will be at your door shortly," came the respectful reply from the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Zhi got up, walked to the door, and upon opening it, saw his subordinates Da Long and Xiao Long standing at the doorway with a girl.
Ouyang Zhi reached out and lifted the girl's chin, forcing her to look at him.
Seeing that the girl only needed makeup to look very similar to An Xiaomian, Ouyang Zhi was exceptionally pleased.
This girl was the one he had had his people find during the past two months while nursing his disabled arm, who looked the most like An Xiaomian. She even had minor cosmetic adjustments, so with the right makeup, she could look remarkably like An Xiaomian.
Today, this girl could come in handy.
