Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Xia Weiyi, thinking of the decorations she had ordered online the other day, didn't bother asking who it was and happily ran downstairs.
But when she opened the door, standing in front of her was an unfamiliar woman.
Her golden curls rested seductively on her shoulders, her sexy lips painted with a bright red lipstick, wearing a black figure-hugging miniskirt with boots and a fox fur shawl on her shoulders, she looked both luxurious and dazzling.
Just as Xia Weiyi was about to ask, "Who are you looking for?"
The woman seemed surprised and paused; "Why are you at home?"
That question left Xia Weiyi stunned on the spot. Did this woman know her?
"May I know who you are?"
"Me?" The woman sneered but didn't answer Xia Weiyi's question. Instead, she peeked into the villa and said, "Make way, I'm looking for Ye Che."
Her arrogant and pompous attitude immediately irritated Xia Weiyi.
