Huang Xiaolong drove to see Cui Feiyan.
Suddenly, a shadow jumped out from the side of the road, waving to flag down his car.
Huang Xiaolong slammed on the brakes, stopping the car immediately, his temper flaring. Pressing his head out of the window, he prepared to scold the person.
Damn it, are you just asking for death?
However, just as he was about to spew out his anger, the curse words at the tip of his tongue were swallowed down by Huang Xiaolong.
Uh... the person flagging the car was a young girl!
A pretty girl!
In her early twenties, wearing high heels, a black leather skirt, long straight black hair, a charming face with dainty features, tall and slender, her eyes sparkling with mischief – giving off a spirit-like allure.
She was holding a selfie stick with a phone fastened to it, apparently talking into it.
Upon seeing Huang Xiaolong stop the car, she quickly ran and pulled the car door open, intending to climb into the passenger seat.