Zhao Hu's luxury courtyard was occupied by a black Mercedes.
Zhang Xiaowei parked his pickup truck close to it, his face stormy as he barged into the yard.
Liang Jing had already heard the sound of the engine outside and immediately came out to meet Zhang Xiaowei as he entered.
By her side was a plump man, none other than Zhao Hu's father, Zhao Laifu.
"Xiaowei!"
Upon seeing Zhang Xiaowei, Liang Jing's heart instantly rose to her throat.
She nervously glanced at her husband beside her and hurriedly walked towards Zhang Xiaowei.
"Where's Zhao Hu!"
Zhang Xiaowei looked at the couple and asked angrily.
"Xiaowei, we also don't know where Little Hu is."
Liang Jing stepped forward, blocking Zhang Xiaowei within the yard, preventing him from getting close to Zhao Laifu.
After responding, a look of pleading appeared in her eyes.
"Don't play dumb with me, there's no way you can't contact Zhao Hu!"
Zhang Xiaowei didn't believe a word Liang Jing said.
