"If this makes you feel any better, I have nothing to say, but I will definitely find out how An Guohua died. Whoever did it must have left a trail. After all, you don't know whether the person who helped you tamper with the surveillance left a backup or not, right, Auntie Zhou?"
An Lan chuckled lightly, lazily looking at Zhou Huimin.
Zhou Huimin's heart skipped a beat, and the panic that had just subsided surged back. This time it was a false alarm, but next time it might be real, and she felt a wave of panic.
"Then I'll make sure you can never walk out of the An Family's gates again!" An Yuxian realized deeply at this moment that her interests were tied to her mother's. Her words were filled with threat, and after speaking, she made a sign to her mother, and then the two of them started to close in on An Lan step by step.
An Lan's composed expression finally showed a hint of disturbance.