Nan Mufeng praised, "Wife, Aunt Jian still has the touch!"
"Indeed! Qiao Yonghui is done for now." Jian Xi smiled happily.
She had found it strange when she received a call from Jian Wan last night telling her and Nan Mufeng to disappear for an evening; now she realized it was all to deal with Qiao Yonghui.
It was such a relief!
All the frustrations that had been weighing on her heart since returning to Jiangcheng were now swept away!
"But I'm really curious about what my mom will do next." Jian Xi curved her lips into a smile, three parts playful and seven parts cunning, like a mischievous little fox.
Nan Mufeng was also curious, "Let's go and see."
"Hmm."
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Qiao Yonghui ran all the way to the special V ward.
The ward was empty. Where was everyone?
Jian Wan... dead?
A complex emotion surged in Qiao Yonghui's heart. Had he finally pushed her to death? But while he felt some relief, he also felt uneasy.
