"Dad, it's you."
Mo Han nonchalantly ended the call and made up a story off the cuff, "A friend of mine got scammed a while back on Antique Street, spent hundreds of thousands on a fake."
"Just now, he was panicking and called to ask me about it, but I don't know much either, so I told him to talk to the sales clerk and see if he could find any evidence."
"By the way, Dad, what brings you here wandering around? Didn't you go to the nearby street park to play chess with the others?"
In the Luo Family, the mother-in-law, Yang Meifeng, enjoyed playing mahjong and often went out to play a few rounds in the afternoon.
Her husband, Luo Shanchuan, didn't have much money and usually just went to the street park to play chess with some older gentlemen.
"Ah, don't mention it."
Luo Shanchuan sighed deeply, said weakly, "Now I'm on the park's blacklist."
"Blacklist?"
