When Huo Qihan received the news, he almost fainted on the spot.
"Unfilial son, this unfilial son!"
When he got home, he was even more furious when he saw the mess on the floor and the safe that had been broken open.
"Call the police. Call the police right now. Have them arrest him. I want him in jail!"
"That won't do." Unexpectedly, it was Xue Beilei who persuaded Huo Qihan.
"Brother Han, how many pairs of eyes are staring at us outside now? They want to see us make a fool of ourselves. If this matter gets out, who knows how many people will secretly laugh at us behind our backs. Moreover, if they find out that our money has been snatched…"
Xue Beilei's words were like a bucket of cold water that drenched Huo Qihan's heart. Yes, calling the police at this time was no different from handing the evidence to those who were laughing at them behind their backs.