Xuan Ying looked at the small house not far away. He had followed her here and thought that she would stay in a hotel, but he did not expect her to enter this small house.
This small house was located in a prosperous area. Only people with money and status could afford to live in it. Every inch of land was gold.
She was living very well now. She had the blessing of a big brand, drove a luxury car, and even lived in such a luxurious house.
It was not easy for a woman to live outside with her child. Xuan Ying asked Ah Zhou to investigate the owner of this house.
The owner of this house was a man, Mr. Lailan.
Xuan Ying pressed one of her big palms on the steering wheel, and the other hand held the phone. She pursed her thin lips into a cold, white arc. “Who is this Mr. Lailan?”
“Master, we can’t find out his background for now, but...”Ah Zhou hesitated.
Xuan Ying frowned. “Are You Mute?”
