C286 Old Friend

Accompanied by the roar of the plane, Hsu Yiyi walked out of the crowded airport on her slender black high-heeled shoes.

The wind in Paris was bone-chilling. Hsu Yiyi's face looked as if it was being cut by knives. Her black sunglasses covered her expression and her long hair fluttered in the wind. She reached out her hand to stop a taxi.

Hsu Yiyi thought for a moment