When Si Yuhuan learned of Si Junyan's presumed death from falling off a cliff, he was lost in deep thought for a moment.
Yan Qing pushed the door open and, seeing Director Si like this, assumed he had heard the news of his wife rejecting him.
"I didn't expect it either. Your wife was quite resolute. Director Si, let's not give up. Let's keep trying until the iron rod is ground into a needle."
Si Yuhuan glared at him. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Uh....."
Yan Qing was a bit confused.
"Enough nonsense. Seal Si Junyan's accounts immediately."
Si Yuhuan had faintly discovered something.
As fast as Yan Qing moved, he couldn't outpace the other party.
He hurriedly reported, "Director Si, something's wrong! Since last night, the money in the Second Young Master's account has been transferred out in small amounts."
"It seems this Xiaoli was still hiding things from us! She actually stole from Si Junyan's account for that person!"
