The bright silver Porsche was dazzling in the strong light, speeding through the streets, drawing the gazes of many passersby.
Inside the car, the beautiful driver glanced at Liu Mang while driving, "Didn't expect to see each other again so soon, huh?"
Liu Mang said, "I'm not surprised or anything. I just don't know how you found me."
He recognized this beauty—she was Lin Ziyan, whom he had just met yesterday on the train.
Yesterday, she was dressed casually, her attire straightforward yet still eye-catching.
Today, however, she had completely changed her image.
The OL (office lady) uniform tightly hugged her curvaceous figure.
As he watched, Liu Mang almost suffered a nosebleed.
This woman was just too enchanting. She was sexy enough yesterday, and today she changed into a different outfit, her playful and sexy look almost killer for men.
Sensing Liu Mang's fiery gaze, Lin Ziyan felt a bit smug.
There weren't many men in the world who could resist her charm.
