Mo Wen glanced at the living room thoughtfully, then he climbed onto the fifth floor and went in through the windows. Once he stepped onto the floor, a female voice was heard, coming from the next room.
Lin Qing!
Delight flashed through Mo Wen's eyes. It was indeed Lin Qing's voice, but it was in the next room. How coincidental!
"Zhou Chonglong, let me go. You are committing a crime. If you touch me, I will make sure you are put in jail."
The room next door was furnished in a western, luxurious style. In it, there was a woman with a seductive hourglass figure, who was dressed in a white nightgown, and lying on a big king-size bed. Her hands were tied to her back, and she had been left on the bed.
"Don't be naive."
