The next day.
Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi drove their rarely driven champagne-colored Lamborghini to Manor No. 84, No. 1042.
Like Manor No. 1032, No. 1042 was extravagantly luxurious. The yard was beyond description, and meticulously maintained.
In the guest parking area, more than ten luxury cars of various kinds were parked. Everyone arrived just in time, and Mr. and Mrs. Nayel were greeting them at the villa entrance.
Looking at the others, most were young, all formally dressed, and had a clean and tidy appearance.
Fortunately, Ding Jiaqi was there. Zhang Jing had done a simple makeup routine that morning, his hair was perfectly styled, and he wore a light gray casual suit, looking handsome and radiant.
Ding Jiaqi's long hair was tied back, and she wore a loose white sweater paired
