Zhang Qiang was still groggy from sleep. He only sobered up halfway down the stairs, turning to question the men "escorting" him. "What? Yang Hong fell down?"
"Yes! Your wife fell from mid-air!" the men replied anxiously.
When they reached the twelfth floor, Zhang Qiang showed no concern for his wife whatsoever. Seeing Chen Momo in the room, he even shot her a greasy wink.
Wang Jianguo was extremely anxious. He grabbed Zhang Qiang and dragged him to the window. "Hurry down and check on your wife!"
As he spoke, Wang Jianguo began tying a rope around Zhang Qiang's waist.
Watching this unfold, Chen Momo couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. Everyone in the room was fraught with worry—except for Zhang Qiang. It was his own wife who had suffered an accident, yet he was somehow the most relaxed person there.
