Li Qing, after separating from Liang Yu, made a phone call to Chen Fei, inquiring about her whereabouts.
It was a very secluded and old neighborhood; Li Qing circled around several times before he found the place.
An entire building, all rental units.
Chen Fei lived here.
A small studio, appearing to be about twenty-odd square meters.
When Li Qing entered, Chen Fei had already packed everything that needed to be packed.
"Have a glass of water and rest a bit, I'll just mop the floor, and then we can leave," Chen Fei said, then added somewhat embarrassedly, "I forgot I've already packed the kettle, I'll go down and buy you a drink."
"No worries, I'm not thirsty, don't trouble yourself," Li Qing waved it off.
"All right then," Chen Fei said with a sheepish smile, "By the way, didn't Liang Yu come with you?"
"You should ask her that, I have no idea where she is," Li Qing said.
He would never admit to anything related to Liang Yu, not even if you killed him.
