The next morning at Yang mansion.
"What?" A look of shock appeared across Yang Bingqing's face whilst she poured tea for Yang Cheng. "Poor Yuming was nearly abducted? That's horrible!"
She shook her head. "I don't understand her tragic fate. First she was in a coma because of a bullet she took for my idiot son."
"Sure, your day cannot pass without dissing your son at least once a day," Mingshen scoffed.
"And now someone tried to kidnap her," Yang Bingqing smoothly glossed over his son's concerns. "Aish. Did you find anything?"
Jia said, "Shilin said he is checking the footage of the entrance and exits around Huayuan. Thankfully, the attacker didn't wear a mask, so Bojing can help us in drawing a sketch. If he has any criminal record, finding him will be a piece of cake. Once we get him, we will know who's this brother he was talking about and how he's connected to Yuming."
She sniffled. "My Jia works so hard. You're already dealing with our hospital case and now this."
