Musheng rushed to the location Zhai Yanjun had mentioned and found it was a luxury clothing boutique.
It was somewhat odd to her, as the Ma family, including Ma Changying, never shopped at such places.
She parked her car on the roadside and walked directly into the store, where she immediately saw a confrontation unfolding in the middle of the golden-lit, glittering interior. Ma Changying and Zhai Yanjun were right there, surrounded by a few young girls, all dressed in exquisite clothes brimming with the chic, privileged white-rich-beautiful-girl type. However, the center of their attention was an older, fabulously jeweled lady who appeared to be in her forties but looked well-maintained. With just a pair of slightly raised eyebrows and an air of nobility, her gaze was especially piercing and oppressive as she looked at Ma Changying and Zhai Yanjun.
There were even some burly men standing nearby, clearly bodyguards for the lady and the young misses.