In just a few days, he had collected all the information.
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up, and pointing ahead, a hint of pride appeared on his face as he said, "Look, isn't that her coming now?"
"Hehe, it really is her, Young Master Li, you are truly formidable."
Qian Xiaojie's gaze shifted and he immediately saw the figure of Zhang Yuhuan coming out of the library, clad in white clothes and skirt, holding a book, her demeanor serene and composed, and his eyes suddenly brightened as he praised Li Zijie without stinginess.
But his eyes were fixed straight on Zhang Yuhuan, not even blinking.
Today, Zhang Yuhuan looked even more enchanting and graceful than the last time they met. Dressed in white, she seemed like a fairy not of this world, stepping right out of a painting.
Even Li Zijie and Qian Xiaofeng couldn't help staring at her, their eyes almost glazing over.
Damn, this girl really isn't half bad, and she's been wasted on him.
