Music slowly sounded from the third floor. Just as everyone was guessing which lucky person had entered Miss Mo Ying's room, a black shadow quietly jumped down from a back window on the third floor and landed.
Shen Yijia jumped out of Song Jingchen's arms and whispered, "Hubby, I'm going."
Song Jingchen rubbed her head and reminded her worriedly, "Be careful."
"Got it."
The two of them then separated into the night.
Mo Ying was a courtesan, but to the person behind her, she was just a good-looking vase and a money tree. Therefore, she did not know much.
However, Song Jingchen had previously analyzed that the women captured from Xunyang City had all been dealt with. At least he had confirmed this from her.
