C470 I Am of the Salt Clan

While Lin was happily hugging the beauty, there was someone that was about to go crazy.

"Trash, trash, why hasn't he been found yet? Find him! Even if I have to flip through your Chuhai once, you must at least find him! " In a high-class three-story mansion, Qin Yang, Young Master Qin, was crazily smashing an ashtray on the floor. On the ground, there were fragments of cups, ashtrays