Looking around, there were about seven or eight men standing in various corners of the room.
Gong Hannian had been thrown to the side, with his hands tied and the black cloth still not removed from his eyes.
Huo Yandong was seated on the sofa, flanked by women on both sides, with another scantily clad woman attending to his hookah. From her angle, she could clearly see the woman's black panties.
"So you're the woman Xiao Feng fancies?" Huo Yandong glanced at her and asked.
"Who's Xiao Feng?"
Blaine leaned over to the dazed Xiaoqiao and whispered in her ear, "Qin Yao."
"Oh." She remembered now; Qin Yao was that Luo Feng.
She had seen photos of Huo Yandong before, not just recent ones but also pictures from his younger days.
Although in front of Gu Hangshen she pretended to cooperate and not care about these things, privately she couldn't help but deliberately learn about this man.