There it was, Xu Zhentian, who had recently indulged again, couldn't resist and wanted to sneak around again, and he was even carrying a black bag, unknowing of what it contained.
"Xiaoyue, I'm here..." Xu Zhentian entered one of the unit buildings, opened a door on the right side of the fifth floor, which was a property in his name. After entering, Xu Zhentian suddenly acted as if he saw a ghost, "You, you, you... Su Xuan, why is it you!"
In the living room, Su Xuan sat on the sofa, head lowered, fiddling with his cell phone, occasionally showing a contemplative expression.
Le Yaoyao sat next to Su Xuan, and Black Tiger, as well as Le Chengcheng, stood behind Su Xuan. Upon seeing Xu Zhentian enter, Black Tiger squinted his eyes, pondering something unknown, while Le Chengcheng, looked as if he had seen the man who murdered his father, his eyes firmly fixed on Xu Zhentian.