Fu Sitian threw the photo to Assistant Cheng with a cold laugh, "Having no money but still trying to charm women and raise kids, this Jiang Hua will sooner or later play himself into trouble."
Xiaocheng carefully put the photo back into the envelope, whispering a reminder, "Isn't our goal exactly to have him end up there?"
The man gently massaged his temples, instructing, "Keep Xiaowu on close watch, and arrange someone to covertly protect the madam tomorrow, don't let a single hair fall from her head."
If it weren't because of Linlin, given Jiang Hua's troublemaking, he would have long sent someone to dispatch this entire family to Northern Myanmar, never to return.
But, he was Linlin's relative by blood, certain things he must do without anyone being the wiser, letting them step deeper into the mire, unable to extricate themselves.
Only in this way could Linlin and her mother avoid being criticized in the future.