Ye Shaohua thought of this and couldn't help but lean back, lowering her gaze to check her phone, which she had used to instruct Luo Cheng to gather news from this area.
Luo Cheng hadn't sent any information yet.
She glanced at An Ning, whose complexion had been bad since she entered, hands clenched tightly.
It was clear she was enduring something.
She took several deep breaths, almost unable to endure anymore, stared at the middle-aged man, and said word by word, "Aren't you afraid of retribution for your actions?"
"Pfft, you're an adult too, how can you still be so naive?" The middle-aged man looked at An Ning oddly, then scoffed.
Hearing this, Qin's father immediately stopped An Ning from continuing and, with a somewhat obsequious smile, said to the middle-aged man, "Mr. Lin, I apologize, I apologize, An Ning is ignorant. We have discussed this matter already and will not pursue it further."
Upon hearing Qin's father's words, the middle-aged man's expression eased slightly.