The moment he thought of his wife Bingning being forced to pleasure another man in his arms...
Chu Feng felt as though his heart had been thrown into a meat grinder and violently churned, the pain piercing him to the core!
It hurt! It hurt so much!
The humiliation of watching his own woman be trampled by someone else was nearly enough to tear his sanity apart!
After conducting another thorough, carpet-style search of the twenty-seventh floor and still finding nothing, Chu Feng's emotions finally teetered on the edge of collapse, and he grew increasingly frantic.
Just then, a hotel attendant pushing a laundry cart happened to come around the corner of the corridor, humming a tune.
A savage glint burst from Chu Feng's eyes as he lunged at him like a starving wolf!
Without a word, he slammed the innocent attendant into the corner wall and backhanded him with a heavy slap!
Smack!
The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the corridor.
The attendant did not even have time to let out half a scream before his eyes rolled back. He crumpled stiffly onto the carpet like a heap of mud and passed out on the spot...
Chu Feng felt not the slightest guilt as he quickly crouched down.
After rummaging through the attendant's pockets, he pulled out a smartphone.
Fortunately, the attendant's phone had no lock-screen password.
Otherwise, he would have had to slap the guy awake again.
Chu Feng swiped the screen open and tapped into the dial pad.
With an incomparably heavy heart, anxious to the extreme, his trembling fingers rapidly entered the private number he knew by heart.
As for why he did not use his own phone to make the call?
Naturally, it was because both of his numbers had long since been