Qin Pojun let out a faint sigh, then slowly placed the hoe he was holding onto the ground and walked out of the vegetable garden.
Just after stepping out of the garden, Qin Pojun saw a stylishly dressed, stunning woman!
The woman wore a beige, waist-cinching dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure completely. Her slender stiletto heels further highlighted her tall and elegant stature.
The woman was beautiful—willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, skin as smooth and fair as jade, appearing no more than in her prime years!
Yet, at this moment, frost covered her glistening, jade-like cheek, and her almond eyes carried a sheen of mist, though more prominent was the fury burning within them!
Yes, fury—
The anger surging in her eyes resembled a blazing fire capable of torching one's soul.
As her gaze landed on Qin Pojun, dressed in simple linen, emerging from the garden, she instantly bit her teeth and demanded, "Why didn't you save him?"
"Why? Tell me—why?"
