Five minutes later.
At Zhang Hu's home.
When Wang Chen rode his bike in, he tried calling out for Hu a few times, but there was no response.
He thought the house was empty, but looking through the front door window, he could see some light shining from the room inside.
At the same time, the television in the living room was on.
"Could it be that Shi Fan and Sister-in-law Li Qian are in the inner room?"
Wang Chen muttered to himself and then pushed open the door and walked in.
However, as soon as he reached the doorway of the small room, he saw a scene that made him feel somewhat embarrassed.
There was no sign of Wang Shifan and Zhang Hu in the room, only Li Qian by herself.
Li Qian was lying on the bed in a lace-trimmed nightgown.
Her slender and fair legs were crossed, with her petite feet tightly curled as if her nerves were tense.
Although her beautiful face was covered by a multitude of dark hair, under the illumination of the phone, it exuded a somewhat hazy beauty.
