In the blink of an eye, another night had passed.
Zhang Lu's military vehicle parked outside the villa, and Han Bihong along with ten women squeezed into the last two rows, one by one getting off the car.
"Ye Fan, I'm leaving these beauties to you. I need some rest, so I'm heading out first." Zhang Lu yawned and drove away leisurely.
She believed that Han Bihong and the others wouldn't do anything foolish, so she was quite at ease, without giving any special warnings or instructions.
Ye Fan glanced at the ten women, showing a look of helplessness. His gaze inadvertently glanced at the void above the sky. He knew that the satellite was almost watching his every move, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he decided to ignore it.
Chu Mengyao and Chu Biyao were already awake, and when Ye Fan brought the ten women into the villa, they ran into each other.
