Sheng Yin hoped Qiao Jun would understand her words and make a vice decision.
If she knew he would take such a decision she would have slapped his head hard and asked whether he had listened to any of her words or not.
Sheng Yin sighed in her heart and decided to confront Qiao Jun later.
Looking at Yu Holea's red eyes, Sheng Yin patted her back and consoled,
"Please don't cry."
Meanwhile, hidden in one of the corners of the room, a small, inconspicuous camera blinked red, recording everything.
Outside the villa, a sleek, black car sat parked discreetly, its tinted windows concealing the occupants inside.
Aunt Mila sat in the passenger seat, her sharp eyes fixed on the monitor displaying the live feed from the hidden camera.
Beside her, her daughter Vivian leaned back in her seat, an amused grin plastered across her face.
