C473 Chapter 473

After a few words with Xiaoqiang, Lingxiao stopped going in circles about it.

Xiaoqiang’s little one-man show didn’t last long before it fizzled out.

Lingxiao rose from the couch and walked with light steps to the corner of the lounge. The original owner’s backpack hung from a coat rack—a black Nike duffel with a sleek, edgy look.

She reached up, took it down, and rummaged through it carefully