Nangong Huang's voice came from the mobile phone. The voice was a little jumpy, as if he was walking and talking.

"You come up to the third floor. The event will continue as planned. As for the matter of Luo Qiao and Ling Yunfeng, I will handle it and you don't have to worry about it anymore."

"OK."

Mo Li agreed and returned to the third floor.

In front of the surveillance screen on the third floor, the leather swivel chair was empty. Nangong Huang, who was sitting on it and staring at the screen in a daze, had disappeared.

Mo Li took over from Nangong Huang, sat down in the empty seat, and adjusted the surveillance video.

He murmured to himself: "What happened today? Why can't I see clearly? What on earth does Nangong want to do? Why do I think he has many hidden purposes when he comes back this time, not just to avenge grandpa?

Is it as simple as expanding your business?”

Countless questions lingered in my mind, forming a thick cloud of doubt.

On the surveillance screen, Luo Qiao and Ling Yunfeng appeared at the door of the first floor.

The two people stood on the roadside. Luo Qiao looked on both sides of the road, probably trying to hail a taxi.

This villa is on the outskirts of the city and in a relatively remote location, with few taxis passing by.

Not to mention taxis, there are even few ordinary vehicles.

Ling Yunfeng stood next to Luo Qiao and said a few words to her. Luo Qiao shook his head at first, but after looking at both ends of the road several times, he finally nodded.

Ling Yunfeng turned and left.

After a while, he drove a car over and stopped in front of Luo Qiao.

Luo Qiao got into the car and the car drove away immediately.

After a while, Nangong Huang's car appeared in the surveillance video, driving past the road in front of the door, heading in the same direction as Ling Yunfeng's car.

Only the static scenery remained on the screen.

From other screens, there was music, laughter, and conversations.

In the VIP room, Luo Hongsen was teasing Ling Xihe.

"Brother Ling, Yunfeng is a young man after all. He was so anxious that he was dragged away while he was still on the stage."

Ling Xihe responded with a haha: "Isn't that right? You're too impatient."

Nan Shuqi leaned forward and said with a smile: "It turns out that Yunfeng likes girls with personality, and his taste is very different from Brother Ling's."

Ling Xihe smiled awkwardly, turned to look at the screen in the VIP room, and did not answer.

Mo Li stared at the surveillance screen and said to himself: "Looking at this, could it be that there is something going on between Ling Xi and Nan Shuqi? I thought they were not familiar with each other at all."

In the hall on the first floor, the talent show was coming to an end, with only the last performer left.

The surrounding lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only a beam of light projected from above to the center of the stage, a bit like what happened during Lojo's performance just now.

The difference is that when Lojo was on stage, the light was lavender, but now, it is a white light.

In the silver-white light, pieces of pure white feathers flutter like snowflakes, but they have more layers of artistic conception than snowflakes.

Inside the white beam of light, a woman wearing a floor-length white dress with her hair tied up and decorated with a long white feather stood on the stage with a graceful appearance. In the center of the flying feathers, she posed in a pose that could confuse all living beings.

From one side of the dark stage, the host's voice came: "I'd like to invite Miss Liu Qing to perform a dance for everyone, Luan Feng Qiu Huang."

There were whispers all around the hall.
Chapter completed!