Qin Hai raved and ranted at the mental hospital. His barbed words were unpleasant to the ears. Qin Shu, as the victim of her father's anger, weathered the storm of his words quietly with her head bowed.
Ye Luo stood silently at one side. He was not comfortable intervening in the private affairs between father and daughter.
Qin Shu: "Where is Mu Lan? What about her daughter?"
Ye Luo: "I'm looking for them. We'll discover their whereabouts soon."
Qin Shu: "Let me know when you find them."
Ye Luo: "I will."
A cold glint flashed in Qin Shu's eyes. She would not let Mu Lan and her daughter off so easily.
Around four in the afternoon, the doorbell rang.
Thinking it was Jun Li who had come calling, Qin Shu opened the door to her apartment without hesitation. Instead, she was greeted by the sight of a slender man wearing a white shirt and a pair of black pants. Standing at 1.75 metres, he was not particularly tall.
