when shen che called, it was already after 9 pm.
it was late at night, and the neighborhood was quiet. only the master bedroom in the huge villa was still lit.
song qincheng did not ask shen che to drive in. she hung up the phone and dragged out a suitcase from the closet. when she walked to the door of the master bedroom, she turned around and looked around to make sure that she did not miss anything. then, she picked up the suitcase and went downstairs.
auntie gong and old zhao had already returned to the small building to rest.
song qincheng suddenly stopped in her tracks as she walked past the living room. she cast a glance at the coffee table.
however, it was just a glance before he walked straight to the door.
outside the villa, there was a street lamp.
song qincheng didn't let the suitcase land on the ground. she was afraid that she would alert the people in the small building next door. she opened the gate and carried the suitcase out.
