Meng Xi'er came to a realization, shuddered, and couldn't help but look at the cool-looking girl smiling nearby.
She was wearing a T-shirt and hot pants, her short hair fell to her neck, and her outfit was cool and casual. As she noticed Meng Xi'er looking her way, she blew her a kiss, oozing with enthusiasm.
No wonder she felt a flicker of recognition when she first saw her.
"Is she alone here? Is she safe?"
"Mingxing has been trained in martial arts since childhood. She's fine," Lu Qingchuan reassured as they began to walk out of the room, with her in his arms, explaining, "I wouldn't have been able to escape from the family without her help. She's the reason I found you."
By the time they finished speaking, they had reached the elevator. Lu Qingchuan pressed the button for the first floor, letting out a soft sigh of relief.