As she watched the Wen Family leave, Shen Lan took out her phone to inform Cheng Yanqing about their conversation. On the other end of the line, his voice was indifferent, as if he had no concern about it.
Shen Lan's heart was bitter. Maybe they're only a real couple in front of others.
Suppressing her inner turmoil, she spoke with a raspy voice: "Are you listening?"
"Yes, what do you need me to do?"
"If Old Master Wen really uncovers where the five million went, I can't guarantee he won't try to absolve Wen Rou of responsibility."
Cheng Yanqing rose from his office chair and strolled to the bed, trying to quell his agitation as he gazed out at the landscape: "Don't worry, I've already got people watching them. I won't give them that opportunity. Plus, if the Wen Family alters the flow of money to cover up, it just proves they've done it before. The crime of embezzlement and money laundering is not small."
"That's good then, thank you."
