Huang Hongde’s daughter, Meiting, was found, rolled naked in the bed with the man.
The door was pushed open directly.
The people on the bed were startled.
The client immediately took the thing to cover his shame and looked at the person coming in: “Who are you?”
“It’s not your business, get out.” An Ling said coldly.
The client took his clothes and didn’t dare to provoke him, so he ran away.
Meiting was left on the bed, and she asked in a panic: “Who are you?”
She naturally didn’t know An Ling and Tang Hehan. Why did it take a lot of trouble to deal with people like Meiting?
“Where is the water feather?” Tang Hehan asked without any thoughts.
But it’s creepy and cold.
“I, I don’t know you’re talking about it.”
Tang Hehan had no patience and directly grabbed Meiting’s hair and threw it fiercely towards the hard wall, making a loud bang. “Ah” Meiting hit the wall and fell to the ground, her body no longer covered.
She didn’t care about it either, and she was hit by the moment and blood flowed down from her head.
“Where is the person?”
Meiting touched the blood on her head and suddenly laughed: “She is a human being. Why am I so unfair to my world? Who am I going to provoke whom I will kill me? Even if I die, I won’t say where she is.”
She screamed almost madly from behind.
An Ling frowned slightly and looked at Tang Hehan.
“If I don’t kill you, I will make you worse than death. Don’t let go of every person in charge here, find out the person as fast as possible.” The next sentence was said to An Ling.
“Yes.”
Shui Lingyu was taken away by Huangmao and directly moved to the position, no longer in the previous bar.