"Yes, yes, yes. We'll turn ourselves in now and hope for a lenient sentence."
"It seems like you know your mistake." Ning Che said.
"I'll give you five seconds to disappear from my sight."
"We're leaving now. We're leaving now."
With Ning Che's permission, Zhu Jinwoo and the others ran out as if they had lost their lives.
"It's all settled. Pack up and go to the airport," Ning Che said.
"Let's go."
Then, Tao Cheng drove the three of them to the airport.
They didn't leave until they entered the ticket gate.
…
Middle East, Qazar.
In the hotel's private swimming pool, a blond, blue-eyed foreign man was wearing swimming trunks and showing off his swimming form in the pool.
On the swimming pool, there were a few models in bikini swimsuits holding orange juice in their hands. They were chatting and laughing, wantonly enjoying the moment of indulgence in front of them.
