Mr. Ning and his older brother, on arriving at the entrance of the presidential suite where Lin Zhenghui stayed, heard the moans of a woman coming from inside.
Even though the sound was very faint, they knew exactly what was happening inside.
"Damn it..." Mr. Ning thought about the woman inside, who should have been his.
He had managed to get Zhuge Qian'er drunk only for Cheng Yaojin to come out of nowhere and snatch the duck that was already in his mouth.
"Brother, don't be angry. Once I cripple him, she'll still be your toy," Mr. Ning's elder brother said, touching his painful face.
"Bro, apart from dad and mom, it's you who treat me the best!" Mr. Ning said, looking moved.
Lin Zhenghui was having a pleasurable time with Zhuge Qian'er in the room.
Outside, those two bastards, not knowing how to appreciate the moment, pounded on the door, disturbing Lin Zhenghui as he was in the midst of important business.
If he didn't go open the door soon, the other party might break in.
