Leng Yejin gave her an address. I want the people in this address. I want all their social networks and sources of funding. Pick the most useful people and don't alert the enemy. If you delay my plans, I'll make sure you can't have a grandson for the rest of your life. And Yingluo."
Thump thump thump.
Tong Lu walked to the door of the study room with a cup of tea in her hand. She knocked on the door for a long time before the door of the study room opened from the inside.
"Brother, I made you a cup of tea."
Yin Zhan carried his coat in his hand and walked with an imposing aura. "Leave it here, I'm going out for a while."
"It's so late, it's almost time for dinner."
Yin Zhan ignored him. He walked downstairs with heavy steps and got into the car.
In the blink of an eye, the car drove away.
In the end, Tong Lu and Mrs. Yin were the only two people left at the dinner table.