"Tell me you found something," Yang Bingqing said, heading out towards the garden.
"I did pick up some breadcrumbs. But this is not my age to do that, you know? I should be holding my grandchild in my arms and not wringing them around some thugs' necks to get answers."
"You can punish the perpetrator all you want for disturbing your peace of life," she chuckled.
"First of all, your left hand man is useless," he sneered. "Cooped up in his house and not picking up my calls. The nerve! I thought Ningkai and I would suffer together but…!"
Ningkai was Shi Ningkai, who helped Mingshen in his favor at the Medical Association.
"Has he become a monk or what?"
"I have also put him on the job to investigate. He must be doing his own thing," she shrugged. "You tell me whose neck I should be wringing for using my gang's name for their dirty purposes."
