Bo Yanchen was still puzzled when his phone rang.
At the same time, Tang Little Eldest's phone watch also went off.
Father and son looked down at their devices simultaneously, their expressions changing.
"I'm going to the restroom."
Tang Little Eldest turned his head to tell Bo Yanchen, then hurriedly left.
Bo Yanchen didn't think much of it and stood still to answer the call, "Speak."
"Brother Chen, I've found a clue about that mysterious man from last night!"
Bo Yanchen's brows tightened, "..."
The person on the other end reported the information they had found earnestly, and Bo Yanchen's face grew darker as he listened.
After hanging up, he lit a cigarette with a grim expression.
Before he could finish smoking, Bo Changshan suddenly came over with a crowd.
A throng of people, some crying, some causing a scene, with angry faces and aggrieved expressions—one uglier than the next!
Bo Changshan's face was dark with rage, supported by his confidant.
