She didn't hear it by chance, she saw it on Yu Xiuzhun's documents.
The encrypted files on Yu Xiuzhun's computer, the first record is the shipping list for Guan Mai Port.
If she remembers correctly, Yu Xiuzhun has a transaction at Guan Mai on the eighteenth of this month.
She's just not sure whether she should tell Jin Chenye about it.
"Mingmei, are you hiding something from us?" Jin Chenye, slowly and calmly, took the first aid kit from the side and started treating her scrape on the arm, suddenly speaking.
"..."
Ye Mingmei's body stiffened, she bit her lips tightly, lowered her eyes, and dared not look into Jin Chenye's eyes.
"If you don't want to talk, it's okay. When you do, you can tell me." Jin Chenye lightened his movement, dabbed a cotton swab with alcohol, and applied it on her wound.
"It might hurt a bit, bear with it."
The car soon reached the hospital.
Ye Mingmei's wound had been treated, and after a simple bandage, she could leave.
