The Zhu family would definitely be destroyed.
Madam Zhu dared to hire someone to avenge her son.
Then, after the matter was exposed, it would be her fault that the Zhu family would cease to exist in Beijing. She didn't deserve any sympathy.
Seeing that she still seemed to be thinking, Ye Wangchuan reached out and rubbed her soft hair. His deep eyes were like an endless cold pool, filled with gentleness. "Don't think about it. Leave this matter to me."
Qiao Nian felt a wave of frustration wash over her. Instead of frustration, it was more like a wave of heat washed over her limbs and bones. She pursed her red lips and narrowed her eyes. She said lazily, "I checked Madam Zhu's cell phone. It was hacked. I used the computer to restore the contents, but the person behind this didn't seem to leave any traces. It looks like they used illegal methods."
