Jiang Xinghai slipped into the office building.
The woman with the scar on her brow followed closely behind. She frowned upon seeing the empty lobby and dashed toward the stairwell.
"Are you looking for me?"
Suddenly, Jiang Xinghai appeared at the entrance to the stairwell, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"You spotted me?"
The woman with the scar on her brow frowned again.
'I was so careful, but he still spotted me.'
"Why are you sneaking around and following me?" Jiang Xinghai asked, his gaze raking over the woman's figure with a hint of frivolity.
"You'd best not look at me with such insolent eyes." The woman with the scar on her brow grew stern, an oppressive aura rising from her.
Jiang Xinghai laughed. "Interesting. How I look at you is my prerogative. Are you going to control my eyes, too?"
"Hmph!"
The woman with the scar on her brow could only turn to the side.
