Ms. Jia had always regarded her husband as her god, and she did not understand business matters. Naturally, she would do whatever her husband said.
She immediately went to make arrangements.
Xie Mangshan stared at the old lady's house.
The title deed and land deed of this house were written in the old lady's name. In addition, she also had a box with some valuables in it.
Her legs had not recovered yet, and she did not like going out. It would not be easy for him to take that box out.
That villain, his third brother…
There were more things in his house.
Xie Mangshan's face was gloomy.
He could not die. No matter what, he had to protect his life!
Xie Mangshan's mind spun. The next day, he simply went to an inconspicuous small medicine shop and bought some sleeping pills. These things were accessible. The people at the brothel he frequented often used them. It was very safe.
