Xiao Luo had earlier accused Zhang Dashan of a lewd act, only to find out that he was wrong. To make up for irking Zhang Dashan, Xiao Luo was now on his way to get him breakfast. It was the least he could do.
He headed for the usual place where he always had his morning meals, and the shop served typical Chinese breakfast offerings of wontons, steamed buns, fritters, soy milk, and such.
When he returned to his rented apartment, three visitors were waiting for him. One was the female policewoman that he had met the previous evening, another, a woman in her thirties, and one other that made Xiao Luo's heart skip a beat.
It was none other than the nation's goddess – Su Li!
Su Li was wearing a white pleated dress, sitting delicately perched on the sofa, and looked exceptionally beautiful. Her silky black hair was pulled back into a sleek classic chignon, accentuating her high forehead and fair complexion, and giving her a chic, yet dignified appearance.