Chapter 43: Where Does the Teaching Come From?

Wenchuan District, on a certain street.

Fang Cheng was holding a business card, gazing at a private mansion not far away, complete with a small garden.

This area must belong to a traditional luxury neighborhood.

Mostly surrounded by independent Western-style houses that are two to three stories high, the road is densely lined with trees, creating a tranquil environment.

He had been standing here for a while, observing the house.

He saw a gardener trimming holly trees, a maid hanging sheets and clothes on a line.

He also saw a red sports car drive into the garden, and a well-proportioned woman in a white dress got out of the car.

"Seems like a pretty normal household..."

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly as he muttered to himself.

Previously, when he was working at the club, just as Chen Xiaohai had said, Shen Haoming quickly found him and assigned him some tasks.

It turned out that after the sparring class that day,