After hanging up the phone, Ye Mingyao clenched the steering wheel and muttered to himself, "Nan Zhifeng, just what is your background?"
"Miss, Nan Ziwen has already been sent back. Shall we lift the block on Luo Corporation?"
"Yes, lift the block."
While driving, Nan Zhifeng instructed, "After what happened today, that despicable couple should quiet down for a while, but we must not relax our guard. Continue to have someone keep an eye on them."
"Understood. Any other orders?"
"Not for the moment. I need to hurry back to see Ye Zhantian."
"The news is fermenting and growing bigger by the minute; if this continues, the lady of the house might see it."
"I am aware. I will think of something."
After hanging up the phone, Nan Zhifeng's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
She had thought she had everything under control, but unexpectedly, so many obstacles had emerged.
First was Nan Yuanshan and Luo Manhua, followed by Meng Shiqing.
