Xia Yanxin returned to her bedroom, changed into her usual simple clothes, and hurriedly walked out, heading for the front door.
Monica caught up from behind, "Miss Xia, your passport and plane ticket..."
Xia Yanxin took her passport but refused the plane ticket, turning back stubbornly to look at the fiery Mandara Flower Sea, "I'm with him, not for money... So I don't need this ticket either." Having said that, she quickly left the grand gates of Mandara Manor.
At this moment, in a room in the Mandara Manor's castle, a pair of pitch-black eyes was closely watching the small figure of Xia Yanxin...
She was dressed in white jeans, a long blue coat, and a beige scarf, with her soft, shiny hair cascading over her shoulders. The morning light warmly coated her petite frame with a golden glow. Though small in stature, she stood upright, a testament to her stubbornness and pride. She finally left...
