Something serious was gradually being discovered at Zhongxing, while Yan Yueqing, far overseas, had just heard about another matter.
She hung up the phone, her fingertips gently caressing the desktop.
Her son Jun Yan's earnest voice still echoed in her ears: "Mom, Brother Li took leave today, saying he was going to visit a sick relative. But Tang Bao said she heard Brother Li secretly checking the route to 'women's prison' in his room…"
A sick relative?
Besides Grandma Ji, who else is a relative to Ji Li?
She furrowed her brow slightly, then relaxed.
This child, ultimately couldn't hold back.
"Xiao Yan, Mom knows about this matter."
Putting down the phone, Yan Yueqing walked to the window.
The winter here wasn't as damp and cold as in the Imperial City. A large-scale weather regulator covered the entire Jiang Family, allowing high-tech control of any kind of weather desired.
