Imperial Capital Tang Family.
The brightly lit living room.
Dead silent.
Tang Jingsheng, dressed in all black, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze piercing as he looked out into the dark night like ink.
He was waiting for Su Yushan to bring Qin Wan back.
Originally, he wouldn't give a second thought to a woman.
But Qin Wan was different; she was the woman Mu Shaochen cared about the most.
And she was the sister Qin Zheng cared about the most.
Unfortunately, both of those men were 'needed' right now.
Sudden footsteps from the entrance hall broke the silence of the living room.
The person who came was the Tang Family's butler, Zhu Pingjin.
Birds of a feather flock together; Zhu Pingjin, just like Tang Jingsheng, exuded a threatening aura.
He stopped behind Tang Jingsheng and spoke respectfully, "Master."
"How is it going?"
Hearing the sound.
Tang Jingsheng slowly turned around.
His face was cold as he asked.
