C622 Hanging on Your Doorstep

Taki left just like that. Other than leaving a faint fragrance for Wang Feng, he didn't leave anything else.

If it wasn't for Wang Feng, he might have thought that he was dreaming.

Taki had just reached the hotel when her phone rang. It was Yamamoto Miche. "Taki, the zither music escaped into the sea. He probably wants to come back and kill Wang Feng. Speaking of which