The police, Jiang Qiuhai, and his mistress ran away cowardly but in gratitude.
Jin Yunzhe and his aunt Jin Wanqin didn't expect that after such a long time, there would still be no end to the matter. It was resolved so easily, so their gratitude towards Song Yiyan and Song Shu was obvious.
Jin Wanqin wanted to stay and watch over her daughter, so Song Yiyan didn't ask her to send her out.
Song Yiyan arrived in Jin Yunzhe's car and was about to get in.
Song Shu frowned. "Song Yiyan."
Song Yiyan stopped in her tracks and turned around to wave at him. She smiled sweetly. "Uncle, goodbye."
Song Shu looked at her and sighed helplessly. "If you have time, go home and see your grandfather."
Hearing him mention the Old Master, Song Yiyan's eyes flashed coldly. She turned around and got in the car before replying, "I don't have time."
