After Chi Jingming left, Lin Xixi got up to wash and prepare herself once again.
Looking at her face in the mirror, now even more charming, and at the ring on her slender finger engraved with a mark of love, Lin Xixi felt everything was so beautiful.
Those things that should belong to her, she would definitely take them back, definitely!
As night fell, Lin Xixi, wearing an ankle-length down jacket, walked out of the neighborhood after opening her front door.
Pulling her hat brim low and putting on a mask, at this moment, she was no different from the hurried pedestrians on the street. Who would recognize her?
With a smirk of triumph, Lin Xixi hailed a taxi and headed towards the outskirts of the city.
An hour later, Lin Xixi arrived at an abandoned factory outside the city, which had now been converted into a recycling station.
Seeing Lin Xixi, the watchman greeted her eagerly, and soon several people arrived one after another.