Fang Yanming showed his work ID to the gatekeeper, who let him through without saying a word. Fang Yanming entered the villa with practiced ease, and Ye Qingqing exclaimed, "Didn't you ask for the address!"

“I know which building it is.”

Fang Yanming led the way, walking quite quickly.

Ruan Yingzi muttered under her breath, "Brother Fang is dishonest. He clearly knows Teacher Mao."

Ye Qingqing nodded, her gossip-loving heart burning brightly. Could it be that Fang Yanming and Teacher Mao knew each other before?

And there are also romantic entanglements?

Yinhu Villa is nestled against the mountains and beside the water, and the landscaping in the community is excellent, making it particularly beautiful. Each villa is independent and spaced far apart. Ruan Yingzi looked around with great interest, "Let's buy one here and ask if there are any vacancies later."

Ye Qingqing also liked it quite a bit. In ten years, the villas here will be worth tens of millions of yuan. Buying them now is definitely a good deal.

“There definitely are. Look over there, those buildings are all empty, and they don’t seem to be renovated.” Ye Qingqing had already spotted several empty buildings.

Fang Yanming felt envious. He had been working for so many years and still couldn't afford a small apartment, while these two young girls could buy one so easily, and in a villa worth over a million yuan. It was too disheartening.

And then there's that teacher surnamed Mao. She looks pretty and refined, but she's quite ruthless. She even made a scene over a divorce, calling the police (110 in China). However, the man's parents are really outrageous and not easy to deal with.

It turns out that Fang Yanming knew Mao Fangfei's name because he had just handled Mao Fangfei's case a few days ago. It wasn't originally his turn to handle it, but he happened to go to his friend's place at the police station on the weekend. Mao Fangfei called 110, and his friend had to go out on duty. Since he had nothing to do, he went along and ended up witnessing a family farce.

At the time, he thought Mao Fangfei was very cultured and spoke with great skill. She could even insult people without using any vulgar language, leaving her husband's family speechless. He never expected that she was actually a university teacher. No wonder she was so capable!

"This is the one."

Fang Yanming led them to a relatively small villa. The villas in Yinhu Villa were of different sizes, and Mao Fangfei's house was the smallest one, with a small yard and a small house, but it was a rather elegant little villa.

Ye Qingqing rang the doorbell, and the door opened shortly after. A short, thin, dark-skinned old woman stood in the doorway, looking at them with unfriendly eyes and speaking in a harsh tone, "Who are you looking for?"

Fang Yanming walked ahead and politely asked, "Does Aunt Ruan still remember me?"

The old lady recognized him and her attitude immediately changed. She greeted him warmly, "It's Officer Fang! Please come in!"

Thanks to Fang Yanming, Ye Qingqing and her friends were not only allowed into the house by the old lady, but she also made them tea. The house was very elegant, and it was clear that the lady of the house was quite bourgeois, but there were several things that were not quite right.

The sofa was covered with an old-fashioned, rough-textured cloth, as were the coffee table and dining table. There was also a hoe in the entryway, which clashed with the style of the house. The yard was originally full of flowers and plants, but a small plot of land had been cleared, probably to grow vegetables.

These inconsistencies are definitely not Teacher Mao's doing; they're probably the work of this rather difficult-to-get-along-with middle-aged woman in front of us!

"Officer Fang, is it still not done properly from last time?" the old lady asked cautiously, somewhat apprehensively.

"It's just a private matter. My two girls are Professor Mao's students, and they have some private business with him," Fang Yanming explained.

When the old lady heard that it wasn't official business, she breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression turned sour. She stared at Ye Qingqing and the others with an unabashed gaze, which made people very uncomfortable.

"What are you doing here?" Mao Fangfei appeared on the second floor, her brows furrowed.