At that moment, Tang Zhong was already silently approaching the Tang Family home.
It had been quite a while since he last saw Weiwei. In his pursuit of strength, they hadn't properly spent time together for such a long time.
Fortunately, Weiwei was a good girl who understood everything he had done. Soon, it would just be the two of them together in their own little world. Just thinking about that feeling was exhilarating.
"Weiwei, I'm back!"
Tang Zhong was becoming impatient.
But as he arrived at the Tang Family's doorstep, he encountered a major problem.
Outside the house, there were many cars parked.
Motorcycles, police cars, and even a Maserati!
That was a red motorcycle, and how could he not recognize it? He had ridden it before; wasn't it Feng Xiaoxiao's motorcycle?
Could it be that Feng Xiaoxiao had come?
The police car was rather odd; Tang Zhong really couldn't recall ever having crossed paths with the police.
