That silhouette was all too familiar to Yang Fan; who else could it be but Ling Qingwu?
At first, Yang Fan didn't want to approach her for a greeting. With her detestation for evil, she'd surely take action if she encountered a thief. Unfortunately, this woman didn't seem to like wearing skirts, opting instead for long pants, yet still ready to throw down.
Her figure was lovely, with a full backside that was tightly clad in long pants. Wearing such clothes while grappling with a thief was just asking for trouble, wasn't it?
Yang Fan hastened his steps to catch up and tapped her on the shoulder: "Hey, what a coincidence."
Ling Qingwu turned around and was surprised to see Yang Fan, then said: "Coincidence? You haven't been following me, have you?"
How could she run into this guy everywhere? It was too odd, Ling Qingwu couldn't understand it; it must be this guy stalking her.
