"Bang!"
There was a plastic trash can at the corner, and Ye Qingfeng walked over, tossed Lan Ji's body, and accurately threw it into the trash can.
Uh—
Rui Xiaoqiao and Luo Jiuya were both stunned, not expecting Ye Qingfeng to be so rough, with not a shred of compassion.
"Alright, let's go."
Ye Qingfeng walked over and said faintly.
Ye Qingfeng casually found a hotel by the roadside, opened a room, dumped the woman in the hotel, and then left with the unconscious Kong Rong.
——
Donglin City, Golden Silk Villa District.
Inside a luxurious villa, a middle-aged man wrapped in a bath towel came out of the bathroom, while on the sofa, a well-maintained middle-aged woman was applying a face mask.
"Where is Rong'er? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Looking at his wife Song Min lying on the sofa, Kong Shijie frowned and asked.
"Playing somewhere!" Song Min crossed her legs, touched her face mask, and said nonchalantly.
