Ferrari before it.
When Xu Musen approached, the car doors unlocked automatically.
Xu Musen didn't hesitate and opened the door to sit inside.
Inside the car was indeed Zhu Yulan's older sister.
Zhu Xianglan.
This woman, in her thirties, had a curvaceous figure and an extraordinary demeanor, truly at her most perfect age.
Today, she was wearing a black dress. Her face, bearing some resemblance to Zhu Yulan's, carried a slight smile as her gaze traveled back and forth over Xu Musen.
"All of these matters today were orchestrated by you, weren't they?"
Xu Musen spoke calmly.
He had carefully considered the events planned by Huang Tianming, realizing that if Zhu Yulan hadn't appeared suddenly with the evidence,
Huang Tianming might really have escaped justice.
But for a half-capable rich second-generation like him, such a meticulous plan was impossible without someone else's guidance behind the scenes.
And this person was likely the elegant-smiling woman before him.
