Jiang Min's grip was strong, and Mi Shen could even feel her raging fury as she dragged Mi Shen upstairs, slamming the door open with a loud bang.
"Sit down," Jiang Min instructed her to sit on the edge of the bed before turning to rummage through the wardrobe.
Her movements were so frantic that, after a long search without success, she grew even more anxious, chaotically searching.
Mi Shen watched her almost crazed silhouette, feeling an oppressive weight on her heart.
She stood up and walked over. "Mom, stop searching," she said.
No sooner had she finished speaking than she heard Jiang Min say, "I found it."
Jiang Min powered on the cellphone, located a recording inside, and pressed play.
A muffled voice emanated from the cellphone. The audio quality wasn't great, but it was still clear.
