Bai Xianxian immediately nodded at the receptionist and, with graceful strides, followed the man inside as if she were with him all along.,It was Li Lingxuan, the one who saved her twelve years ago and then disappeared without a trace.,Bai Xianxian took a deep breath, then pulled out the second tool she had prepared for tonight—a device that sprayed mist. The steam shot directly onto Li Lingxuan on the bed.。