Wen Jing's home is in a high-end neighborhood. As soon as Liu Hun walked into the room and looked at the luxuriously decorated house, he couldn't help but feel somewhat moved.
"Officer Wen, your house is really something, so fancy that I'm a bit jealous," Liu Hun said deliberately to Wen Jing.
As a junior police officer, Wen Jing could probably never afford such a luxurious house in the city on her modest salary.
Moreover, in the face of Zhou Qiang's death, Wen Jing seemed completely unaffected, and combined with how she had previously concealed things from him about the casino, Liu Hun's intuition told him that Wen Jing was by no means simple.
"Strictly speaking, this house doesn't exactly belong to me…" Wen Jing replied to Liu Hun with a forced smile.
"For someone worth billions to envy a house like this seems a bit too modest," Long Bing'er mocked from the side.
