Yang Hongling

The next day, an uninvited guest came to the house.

In the lobby.

Zhang Ronghua and Uncle Shi were having breakfast when someone knocked on the door. The latter put down his chopsticks and stood up from his chair."I'll go take a look."

They arrived at the front yard.

Uncle Shi opened the courtyard door, and a young woman stood at the door. She wore a fiery red tight-fitting dress that revealed her navel, embroidered with the symbol of a golden flame. Her arms and lower abdomen, which were as white as lotus roots, were exposed to the air.

It was very white, like beautiful jade, attracting attention.

She was wearing a knee-length black skirt, and her fair, slender legs were perfectly balanced. She was wearing a pair of black boots.

Her long hair was wavy and casually drifted behind her head. It was very bold. It was actually red and she did not even wear a veil. Her gem-like eyes were filled with arrogance.