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"That's right."
Only then did Mai Xiaomai remember that her grandfather was basically a heavyweight figure capable of making storms with a flick of his hand.
Originally, she disdained using power to suppress others.
But given the current situation, without more favorable authority, those criminals could continue to roam free, facing no justice, and who knows who their next victim might be.
"Xiaomai, in this matter, Guanghai will handle it well, and you will get the result you want."
Zhan Liang reached out and patted the back of her hand, "Look at how you've become so haggard, I've ordered some dishes, you should eat well later and regain your strength."
"Hmm."
Mai Xiaomai's stomach was also growling.
The waiter quickly served the dishes.
Five dishes, all delicacies, full of color, aroma, and taste, and needless to say, nutritious.
"Eat up—"
Zhan Liang said to her.
"Grandpa, you eat first."
