"Yes," Assistant Chen whispered in response, turning to leave.
Li Beijue frowned deeply, still thinking about the name he had just heard in his mind.
Xia Xuerou...
The more he thought about it, the more familiar the name seemed...
...
Elsewhere—
Jiang Baobao drove straight back to the Jiang family's old mansion.
She parked the car in front of the door, pushed open the car door, stepped out, and looked at the luxurious garden villa before her, feeling somewhat conflicted.
In the past, Dad would sometimes bring her here to see Grandma.
But at that time, the two of them almost always argued upon meeting.
Grandma didn't like her, either, and she wasn't even allowed to touch the flowers in the backyard.
Jiang Baobao smiled and chose not to dwell on the past.
The large iron gate of the garden wasn't closed, so she just walked in.
It wasn't until she stood at the villa's entrance that she softly pressed the doorbell, a rare hint of nervousness coloring her expression.