Yang City.
Beihua District.
Sun Zhe took a taxi to Di Fan District, following the address Wang Feng had sent, and found the luxurious apartment where Leng Yueshuang lived.
As soon as he entered, Wang Feng rushed over in a great panic.
"Young Master Sun, you're finally here!"
Sun Zhe walked into the living room and looked around. He suddenly caught a faint scent of burnt meat and asked, "Where's President Leng?"
"She's in her room. You should go check on her quickly!" Wang Feng pointed toward Leng Yueshuang's bedroom, showing no intention of leading the way, as if he were too afraid to go.
Sun Zhe didn't think much of it and walked straight over to push open the door. The next moment, however, an even more intense burnt smell assaulted his nostrils.
