Shen Weiwei's face stiffened for a moment but quickly she said with indifference, "A bastard that popped up out of nowhere, if he had grown up by Dad's side, I might have been worried, but as it stands, he's not a competitor at all."
"You've got the time to fret about our family's affairs, you might as well worry about that ever-loyal subordinate of yours, that Mr. Wang. He still hasn't been released! I really should send someone to 'take care' of him."
I knew that when Shen Weiwei talked about 'taking care,' she meant anything but a simple act of care; it might very well be an opportunity for her to strike hard.
This is Shanghai, where the Shen Family has cultivated connections for many years. If they wanted to plant someone inside, it was definitely feasible.
Seeing that I hadn't responded for a long time, Shen Weiwei came over nonchalantly. Her gaze was fixed on the door behind me, "I just happen to be a bit tired, you don't mind if I rest inside for a bit, do you?"
