Little Beggar

The car drove aimlessly back and forth on the street for a few laps, and the driver sitting in the front row finally couldn't help but want to go crazy.

"I say, miss, where are you going? You've been walking around in circles a few times already, why don't you tell me your place name?"

Su Qinglian circled around Lee Tianhou's villa area several times but did not find any suspicious hiding spots. This was impossible, if Lang was not hiding here, where else could he be hiding?

"Master, put me down here."

Su Qinglian also felt that it was a little shameful, he had delayed the driver, waved his hand, and after paying the driver, he got off the car.

At this time of day, it was noon and there was not a single person in the high-end villa complex. Other than a few security guards who were patrolling back and forth, there was not even a fly in sight.