Several ordinary cars are parked at the entrance of the villa.
In the first one, sits two people, a young white-skinned man, and a yellow-skinned middle-aged man.
It's Zhou Lüming and Mike Rockefeller.
"Zhou, I really appreciate this."
Mike Rockefeller turns to Zhou Lüming and laughs, "You told me, Nanqing Group's Lee, her beauty is unmatched, far exceeding the young lady of the Landon Tuor family by a thousand times, at first, I did not believe. However, from the first time I saw her, I knew you hadn't exaggerated. I have to admit, Lee Yueqing is the most beautiful woman in the world, just like a princess of our Rockefeller Family. Once you lay eyes on her, you're enthralled by her beauty, unable to break free. If I don't get her, I'd regret it for the rest of my life. Truly, I am yearning to kiss her, to hold her..."
Zhou Lüming laughs along and says: "Mike, you will surely get what you want."