C79 Kill me and bury my body

Mr. Qian invited me into his son's room. He looked at the layout of the room. There were all kinds of posters of ladies, some of which were second-tier.

Qian Bai Mao laid on the bed and looked at the ceiling. His eyes were still unfocused. On one side stood a well-dressed guy, and on the other was a noblewoman without much makeup. She was at least 50 years old, definitely older than Mr. Qian