The cold wind howled through the night of Qingzhou, and the world was bleak and desolate.
It was already past midnight, and not a soul was seen on the street. Occasionally, a car would roar past as if avoiding the biting cold.
A low-key black sedan drove into Hongqiao Mansion and finally stopped in front of Villa 21.
Ren Mingze got out first, cautiously observing the surroundings. Finding nothing unusual, he personally opened the back door.
If outsiders were to witness this scene, they would be utterly surprised.
In Qingzhou, who could have Ren Mingze personally open a car door for them? It's too extraordinary.
A mysterious boy dressed in black bent down and got out of the car. He carried a backpack, wore a black mask and a baseball cap, appearing exceedingly thin, almost blending into the night.
The villa's gate opened automatically, and the two walked in one after the other.
