"Jiang Feng?"
Brother Hu's puzzled voice came from the other end.
"Yes, yes, that's Jiang Feng, the fortune-telling guy who's been all over the internet lately!"
The burly man brightened, thinking he had a chance. He quickly nodded toward Brother Hu and spoke.
Brother Hu raised an eyebrow, then suddenly scowled.
He kicked the burly man hard in the waist, and the pain instantly doubled him over like a maggot.
"Don't try to pull one over on me, you bastard. I don't care about some fortune-telling guy named Jiang Feng. I know who I'm after: two men and one woman in room 408. No mistake!"
With that, he waved his hand.
"Take them away!"
Meanwhile, a line of Mercedes and BMWs surrounded the stretched Cayenne.
They sped along the road and pulled into Ling Ying's luxurious estate.
David looked incredibly cool driving the Cayenne one-handed. Even Jiang Feng couldn't help sneaking a few extra glances at him.
"Sorry to trouble you!"
Jiang Feng said with an awkward smile after getting out of the car.
Ling Ying rolled her eyes.
"If you want to thank me, tell me about Meng Yu's past!"
"I'm going to take a shower first!"
Jiang Feng hurriedly changed the subject, ducking into the mansion.
He was already in enough trouble for making such a scene. If he also exposed Meng Yu's dirt, wouldn't everyone turn against him?
Jiang Feng wasn't that stupid.
Even now, he thought he must have lost his mind when he went live earlier.
A hot shower felt wonderful.
As soon as he reached the living room, his phone rang urgently.
It was Liu Zhengchao.
The caller sounded extremely excited.
