Qin Hao always felt a bit uneasy, a feeling he strongly disliked. So he quickly stopped staring at the pitch-black night sky and instead drove his Wuling Hongguang back to the villa.
After parking the car, Qin Hao walked straight towards the room. However, just as he stepped into the doorway, he suddenly frowned and stopped in his tracks.
The living room on the first floor of the villa has a large floor-to-ceiling window. At this moment, the living room was brightly lit, and Lin Yuhan was enthusiastically entertaining three unfamiliar men.
The three men seemed to be quite familiar with Lin Yuhan, and they were chatting happily. Lin Yuhan even took out her treasured tea leaves and prepared tea for each of them.
Qin Hao observed from outside for a while, then slightly curled the corner of his mouth, opened the door, and walked in.
"Qin Hao, you're back!"
