Si Huang's eyes flashed and Qin Fan pulled his hand. He opened a door and walked in. He saw the stairs leading down.
This was a basement. Although it was a basement, it was well-protected against moisture. Boxes were piled up around it.
Si Huang did not pay attention to what was in the box. The first thing she saw was a blond man tied to the ground.
With golden hair and a face as pale as cold jade, even if his clothes were messy, his disheveled appearance could not hide his natural beauty. He was like an angel whose wings had been broken.
However, when he heard the voice and raised his head, a pair of dark purple eyes looked over. It was obvious that this was definitely not a pure creature like an angel.
Si Huang and Arthur's eyes met. Even though the other party was looking at them with a gloomy gaze, they did not dodge at all.
It didn't matter whether Arthur misunderstood Qin Fan's actions because of her, and she didn't mind.
