C68 My Woman Is Gone

Xi Zhe's phone rang. He received a message. It was a picture of a girl flipping over a wall. The angry expression on her pretty face was vivid and clear.

This was sent from Chasing Wind.

He was now in charge of secretly observing the Madam's every move, but his technique was clearly better than Xi Zhe's.

Judging from her actions, it seemed like she was preparing to skip class again