If she continued to take action, there was no way she could turn back.
So once she arrived home, she immediately entered her temporary hideout.
To prevent being recognized, Fu Jiu had prepared a disguise.
But rather than calling it a disguise, it would be more appropriate to call it returning to her original state.
A tall and slender figure reappeared in front of the mirror. She wore a black windbreaker, paired with discolored jeans and knee-high military boots, eluding a handsomeness that seemed to shine from within.
On her left ear, she wore a single black earing. Her delicate and pretty features complemented her slightly curved lips, and flowy chestnut hair was inching towards her lower back. Even her eyes were concealed with beauty lenses.
She arrived at the Internet cafรฉ at 10:10 pm.
It should be packed at this hour.
The chosen location was crucial because she couldn't be near both her house and Uncle Yin.
