The people at the station stood to one side, quite accustomed to the scene.
Just because she dared to mention the name "Ren Qian".
After the elderly lady finished speaking, the chief of police barely smiled and said to her, "The young master was frightened along with you, ma'am. Please go home and rest; leave the follow-up to us."
The chief didn't have the guts to keep the Chen family at the station; the two had only exchanged pleasantries in the lounge.
They hardly questioned them further about the case.
"Hmm," Madam Li responded reservedly.
"As for this matter," the chief respectfully saw her out, "Mr. Chen, about that..."
"Don't worry," Madam Li placed her grandson in the car and stood by it, stroking her own neck, and spoke with a chilly tone, "I understand your predicament. If this matter is handled well, I won't mention it to Chen Gang."
The chief breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for your understanding, madam!"
