When he arrived at Luo Qin's place, it was just four o'clock.
As he went upstairs, he deliberately took the staircase.
Approaching the door, he didn't see her husband's cousin.
He took out his key, pushed open the door, and was immediately hit by a strong smell of alcohol.
Wang Dahai frowned, gently closed the door behind him, stepped into the living room, and quickly glanced around.
There were two bottles of Erguotou liquor on the table.
One was empty, and the other was only half full.
There were no dishes on the table, only liquor.
But Luo Qin was nowhere to be seen.
Wang Dahai walked further in with furrowed brows, calling out as he went, "Mrs. Qin?"
No response.
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Opening the bedroom door, he saw Luo Qin with her clothes in disarray, lying on the bed.
He hurried over, observed her for a moment, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The smell of alcohol on her was strong, her hair was a mess, and her home clothes were also disheveled.
