So if anything unexpected happened, the prime suspect should, apparently, be the He Family.
An unlit Cuban cigar was snapped into two pieces by two fingers. Geng Long stopped struggling and took out his phone, "Notify Yanbian to send a few people over."
He Family Manor.
The third and fourth mistresses had already left.
Only Mistress He and the second mistress, whose status in the family was second only to hers, were alone together in the study.
"Sister, I didn't expect even Song Chaoge to join in the hustle."
No longer beaming with her usual smile, the second mistress had a grave expression and her brows were deeply frowned.
"The world bustles for profit, and it bustles away for profit," said Mistress He, the head of the family, calm and composed, "In this world, who doesn't love money?"
