This is, after all, the Gong family's territory, and Gong Ziming is very familiar with the terrain and situation.
He took out a pre-prepared key from his pocket, opened the villa's gate, and went straight inside.
The sound was so soft that the people inside didn't notice it.
Just as Gong Ziming stepped into the magnificent hall, Rong Shang suddenly stopped him.
"You should go back."
"Hmm?" The man turned his head to look at her, puzzled. "Why?"
“Don’t forget, you’re not the same person you used to be,” she reminded him.
Gong Ziming paused, his gaze fixed on her.
Then he grinned and laughed out loud.
"Isn't this better?"
"I'm the one who dragged you here to play with me."
He said that when someone saw him.
But……
I don't know what she was worried about.
Gong Ziming has made his point so clear and understandable.
But I noticed her brows were furrowed.
His smile vanished, replaced by a serious expression.
After a few seconds of silence, he spoke again, saying, "I'm not comfortable letting you go in alone."
Not to mention that Bai An had several bodyguards with him.
No, she wouldn't have run into Bai An if she went alone.
"Alright." Gong Ziming grasped her hand firmly.
Rong Shang's expression froze for a moment when she heard him say, "Alright, stop dawdling."
Rong Shang felt a little touched at that moment, and also a little... perhaps helpless.
She just felt that the two of them walking in so openly would probably not find anything and would only alert the enemy.
Sure enough, from the moment they stepped into the villa, their every move was being monitored.
"Ah, Auntie was right after all."
Gong Ziming actually came to his place.
In front of the screen, Bai An snorted coldly.
Blue light shone on his face, and half of his face was covered by a white cloth.
It must be something truly shameful to be seen by others.
“Young Master, what do we do now?” Paul glanced at the screen and frowned when he saw Gong Ziming. “Young Master, the Third Young Master is the Master’s most beloved son, we…”
"Arrest him." Bai An chewed gum, his eyes sharp.
Paul exclaimed in alarm, "No, nephew!"
"Why not?" He suddenly leaned closer, his sinister gaze fixed on the man in the monitor.
That's him.
If it weren't for him back then, he wouldn't be like this today.
Gong Ziming!!
The man gritted his teeth, his expression contorted.
A breeze blew in through the window, slightly lifting the white cloth covering his face, revealing Paul's extremely hideous and ugly face underneath.
His heart skipped a beat, and he was startled.
"Paul, take your men down there and arrest Gong Ziming."
My aunt told me that Gong Ziming was in a car accident two years ago and his mental age is now less than that of a seven-year-old.
Oh.
retribution.
This is his retribution.
Paul dared not.
If the master finds out that he led men to capture Gong Ziming, he will probably die without a burial place.
He didn't want to; he still wanted to live.
"Young Master, let's think of another way to prank him, you..."
"Shut your mother's head!"
Bai An stood up and kicked him away.
What kind of prank is this?
He thinks this is a kindergarten.
"Paul, are you going or not?"
"I..." he stammered, terrified.
"You're not going?" Bai An's eyes were blazing with anger.
"..."
"Okay." He nodded through gritted teeth, then turned around and saw a section of water pipe on the table that someone had placed there.
He picked it up casually and strode over.
Raise your hand.
Paul turned pale with fright.
And just then...
Someone shouted from behind, "What's wrong with the security camera?"
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