Du Wenfang and his wife are good friends. If Du Wenfang wanted to kill his wife and take her place, given Du Wenfang's scheming and methods, killing his wife wouldn't be difficult.
The more he thought about it, the more hatred consumed him, and the colder his heart grew.
Jing Shun looked at Ye Qingci, "Sister-in-law, call Qian Yuan and have him wait for you outside. I'll accompany Uncle Wu out so he can see him from afar."
Ye Qingci nodded in agreement, pulled out her phone, and dialed Qian Yuan's number.
A few minutes later, Jing Shun stood up, "Let's go, Uncle Wu. I'll send you out."
Wu Huiming also stood up and nodded respectfully at Jian Shichu and Ye Qingci: "Thank you, Seventh Master, and thanks to the Lady of Seventh Master. My son will have to trouble you both for a few more days. Once I clean up the Wu family, I'll come to take my son home. At that time, the great kindness of Seventh Master and Lady Seventh Master will be repaid generously!"
