The BMW had already shut off, parked on a slightly wider area by the roadside.
The car's right rear door was open, with two beautiful legs hanging down like jade onions.
Her skin was as white and flawless as peeled eggs.
The slender ankle, the slightly arched foot, and those plump toes were like finely carved jade.
Meanwhile, by the car door, Li Hao lay on the ground.
His eyes were wide open, and his pants were half off.
Yet he lay there flat on his back, motionless.
Lin Yifan walked over and glanced at his pale face.
It was obvious he had been killed while attempting to commit an assault.
The wound should be on his back, but exactly who did it remains unknown.
Without bothering with the body, Lin Yifan first reached the back seat.
Xiao Cui was lying there, her eyes tightly closed, yet she was still breathing.
"Xiao Cui, wake up."
Lin Yifan shook Xiao Cui's body and patted her chest a few times.
"Yifan... are you alright?"
Soon, Xiao Cui opened her eyes.
