Seeing Feng Haiyong summon the person in charge, both Feng Lingxue and her mother-in-law Gao Lan's expressions changed.
Feng Lingxue and her mother had only heard that Feng Haiyong held a not insignificant position in the government, but they hadn't expected that he could take direct control.
At this point, Feng Lingxue was somewhat nervous, whereas Gao Lan muttered under her breath, "Losing is losing, and it's a good chance to make him take that little money-losing wench away."
However, Zhan Yun made an indifferent expression, "You might as well release the person first."
"You really won't cry until you see the coffin!" the great-aunt said with utter disdain.
Feng Haiyong chuckled and then turned to ask Xiao Liu, "Xiao Liu, Zhan Jiawei is under your jurisdiction, right?"
"Yes!"
"Release him," Feng Haiyong said airily.
After speaking, Feng Haiyong cast a meaningful glance at Zhan Yun, wanting to see the look of frustration, loss, panic, and helplessness on his face.
