Xue Lin Made Breakfast

"Dear, let us go to Ms. Zhang's home. I want to make sure she is safe," Xue Lin said as she furrowed her brows in worry.

Ms. Zhang had been taking care of Xue Lin's life for the past few years. The two were very close. Xue Lin was very worried for Ms. Zhang.

If the Ms. Zhang in the living room was an assassin in disguise, the assassin must have met the real Ms. Zhang. Xue Lin could only pray that the assassin did not do anything to Ms. Zhang.

Qingfeng naturally complied with Xue Lin's request. Even though it was already 2 am, the two still drove towards the rural area. Since it was in the middle of the night, there were very few cars on the street. The BMW quickly arrived at Ms. Zhang's home.

Ms. Zhang lived in a house with three rooms --- a bedroom, a living room, a kitchen and a small washroom.

Knock knock knock!

Xue Lin knocked continuously against the door but there was no response. What? No one was responding? Ms. Zhang was not at home?