The driver sat inside the car, occasionally gazing into the distance.
At the left side of the entrance to the residential area, rows of lush osmanthus trees stood. A tall figure stood beneath them, meticulously scrutinizing everyone who walked by.
He was dressed impeccably, exuding an aura of elegance and aloofness. Although people noticed his gaze, they did not find it displeasing.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Just then, a woman hurriedly approached from afar, her hair tied up to reveal her entire face.
The moment Meng Heming saw her, he was sure she was the person he was looking for. On the way, his subordinate had already shown him her photo.
Zhang Wan rushed home by subway after work. Her whole family was waiting for her to make dinner. Just as she was about to reach the entrance, a deep voice suddenly came from her side, startling her.
"Hello, Miss Zhang!"
Startled, Zhang Wan took a step back and then stopped, looking at him with a face full of confusion.
