Chapter 70

　　Jing thought of the way Queenie yelled at him, but he didn’t take it seriously. He glanced at the woman sleeping soundly in the back seat and said, “Don’t worry. I won’t leave her halfway. I'll take her in.” 　　Tara thanked him again, then turned and walked towards the door. 　　The night was cold, and under the dim street lamp, the cool breeze passed by and the branches swayed. Tara couldn't help but wrap up her clothes. She stood at the door, stomped and opened the door, and slipped in without looking back. 　　And under the tree not far from the gate, Bentley Tim Yuet was parked quietly by the side of the road. The lights were all turned off, and if it weren't for the lowered window, no one would think that there was no one inside. 　　A cigarette butt was left on the ground outside the window. No one knows how long this person has been here and waiting. After watching the lights in the villa turn on and off, he started the car and left. 　　...