Opening the villa's grand door revealed an entrance garden the size of one and a half acres.
The first floor had floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and the door was left wide open too.
From here, one could already see into the hallway.
A twenty-four or twenty-five-year-old woman, wearing pajamas, lay on a man's lap, chatting on her mobile phone, completely ignoring the man who leered as his hands roamed all over her.
Qin Guang's hearing was far better than average; even through the glass windows and doors, he could hear Ning Ke talking on the phone.
"All right, Mom, how many times do I have to say it? I've completely confirmed that Ning Weiwei really is the Jiang Family's daughter."
"Who'd have thought, my third uncle, just to prove he can have kids, ran thousands of miles to steal a countryside girl and keep her."
"It's absolutely despicable, he just stole the position of Family Head from dad outright."
