The Start of Dread Part 2

August 10, 20XX (Saturday)

Zhao Manor

Walking into his mother's office was one of the things that Yang used to avoid when he was a child and growing into his adulthood. Being here was something, he never wants to be. Being inside this room meant it was time to strategize about their next move, and most of the time, the problem they are embarking was never one with an easy solution. It always made Yang cringe at how much work it would always guarantee him. He hated having to add to his workload. Yang had to deal with a conglomerate, and Arcadia's fool while planning for his wedding. He honestly doesn't want to add another headache.

"Is this about Ye Lan? I heard from Uncle that you asked him to review all available footage of Ye Lan's everyday life." Yang asked when all three of them were seated. Grandpa Zhao was on the recliner couch, his mother on her desk chair, and Yang was laying down on the sofa with his tall legs dangling on edge.