C270 The Dagger Hidden in My Clothes

Xia Qian picked some apples, pears, and other fruits before pushing the shopping cart forward.

She looked to the side once again, but it did not reduce Lisa's figure.

"Where did she go. . . " Xia Qian frowned. She kept feeling that something was wrong.

The supermarket was bustling with people. Different people passed by Xia Qian