And standing at the door, Zhou Meifeng's mother glimpsed Luo Baoyan's figure and heard his loud voice, a flash of disgust quickly crossing her eyes.
"Qiuju, you're at the door, answering my question, have you seen a Hummer? If I'm not mistaken, that Hummer drove in this direction toward your house."
Approaching Zhou Meifeng's doorstep, Luo Baoyan saw Tang Qiujie standing at the entrance, his eyes lit up, and he said to her.
Hunchbacked, Zhou Meifeng's mother—that is, Tang Qiujie—stared blankly at Luo Baoyan and shook her head: "What Hummer? I haven't seen any."
Luo Baoyan, hearing Tang Qiujie's indifferent reply, couldn't hide a flash of dissatisfaction in his eyes. Turning his head, he suddenly noticed two unfamiliar figures standing at the Zhou residence, one of which, a woman, clad in a form-fitting jumpsuit that accentuated her exquisite figure to perfection, was quite stunning, making Luo Baoyan drool.