The office of Yin Hao appeared a bit dim as the evening approached. Yin Hao, looking weary, reclined back in his executive chair as his assistant, Li Liang, knocked and entered.
"How is it?" Yin Hao's voice was lazy.
"In this short period, Leng Yichen hasn't met with Bai Yiran, and Bai Yiran never mentions Leng Yichen's name. It seems like the two of them have truly cut off contact."
Yin Hao frowned and closed his eyes. For days, Leng Yichen had carried out an almost brutal business assault on him. Yin Hao understood that the only reason the Yin Family could hold on until now was due to the support from Nawa's drug operations. The real Yin Family was already internally weak. Leng Yichen's frontal attack caught him off guard, leaving him with barely any room to retaliate. If it really came to the final moment, Yin Hao could only take desperate measures.
"Cut off contact..." Yin Hao's voice contained a contemplative tone. "What about Wu Lin?"
