"Didn't they catch the hit-and-run driver?" Jian Yanyan asked.
Jiang Meilin shook her head, "After I got into the car accident, my father passed away shortly after. Shen Mingfeng was only concerned with building his reputation at the time, no one bothered to take care of this matter."
Jian Yanyan didn't say much further, but she also found it strange, though she didn't think much about it.
A few people chatted casually again, Jiang Meilin was truly grateful to Jian Yanyan. She ate a bowl of noodles while tears streamed down her face.
After finishing, she said, "This is the best noodles I've ever had in the world."
After dinner, Jian Yanyan let the uncle and nephew rest first, while she called Su Junhao to ask how the search for a lawyer was going.
Domestic violence is something easily resolved for someone like Shen Mingfeng. He didn't even need to open his mouth; a lawyer took care of everything for him. Soon, he returned to the Jiang Family.
