Whatever Mu Mianmian couldn't figure out for herself, Qianmo had connected the dots together for her.
Nobody would look for trouble for no rhyme or reason. It didn't matter that they were hooligans messing around or criminals committing a crime. There was always a motive behind everything they did. The first aunt's purpose was money, obviously. She naively believed she could control Chen Baichuan after she chased Mu Mianmian away.
"I can't believe you would fall for such a juvenile trick. I don't know what you have inside your brain."
Qianmo had just finished her words when Black knocked on the door. She acknowledged and opened the door. He said in a low voice, "We got the person who took the picture secretly."
They were rather efficient in their work. But, there was also something else he was trying to hint at. Qianmo understood immediately when she saw that expression. "My relative?"
