Wang Dahai glanced over and asked, "Where's Mrs. Wang?"
"She's taking a shower in the room."
"You go downstairs later." Wang Dahai said softly and then headed toward the room.
The moment his foot stepped into the room, Zhao Qian immediately scampered into the basement.
She navigated confidently to the room below, opened the safe, and took out the USB drive.
Although it was not the first time she had opened the safe, she couldn't help but take an extra look at the cash and gold each time.
For someone from an ordinary background who had never seen a lot of money, such an amount of cash was an exceedingly great temptation.
She closed the safe hastily and returned upstairs, the USB drive now clutched in her sweaty palm.
She sat on the couch in the living room, heart in her throat.
It wasn't until Wang Meihua's moans came from the room that her attention was drawn away.
Wang Meihua's voice had no attempt at concealment.