Zhan Qipei held his phone tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
With a "ding," Wu Xirui sent a message, containing the address he mentioned on the phone earlier.
Zhan Qipei casually opened it, glanced at it coldly, then put away his phone and turned to stride out of the surveillance room.
Tang Yan quickly followed with a group of people.
Following the address, they arrived at a private villa.
The others stayed outside while Tang Yan followed Zhan Qipei into the house.
Zhan Qipei headed straight for the main bedroom as soon as he entered, and at the bedroom door, he saw Qiao Jing curled up on the bed.
The usually radiant her appeared so frail at this moment.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Qipei felt an immediate pang of heartache, stepped in, and yanked Wu Xirui off the bed, pulling Qiao Jing into his embrace.
At this moment, Qiao Jing was in a slightly drugged state, her consciousness blurred.
