In the private villa.
Two days had passed.
The people whom Fan Yu hired had still not found Fang Zi.
The guest room opened again.
Fan Yu's handsome figure strutted into the room slowly.
The spacious room was peaceful and comfortable.
Not only was the environment pleasing, there was also an abundance of food and drink and even someone who looked after the daily chores…
This did not feel like being locked up and monitored. It was more like enjoying life!
The young hooligan who had provided the information was now lying comfortably on a bench on the balcony with a bunch of grapes in his hand. Popping them happily into his mouth, he was also humming a tune.
In his mind, he imagined how perfect it would be if there were a hot chick to serve him at this moment…
BAM!
In the middle of daydreaming, the fruit platter in front of the young hooligan was kicked over.
