Just as Lu Tianxing and Bai Zhiqing were leaving Beijing, in a villa in the city, a tall woman in a black dress stood by the floor-to-ceiling window. Her loose, wavy hair gleamed with hints of rose red under the sunlight, complementing an incredibly alluring face.
The woman wore light makeup, her eyes like water gazing at the scenery outside. Her perfect figure displayed the alluring charm of a woman.
She was a woman of ultimate perfection, the ideal prey in the minds of all men.
She was Shen Manjun, the Sect Leader of the Shen Family, a presence that drove countless men wild.
"Miss, Mr. Lu has already left Beijing," Uncle Shou respectfully stood beside Shen Manjun and said softly.
"Has he left?"
