"Oh, my mom… it's really just a sickness of the heart. It's a bit of a shame, but she should be fine in a few days."
Jiang Xiaoyue had a remarkably philosophical attitude, which, in a way, was something Jiang Ling had taught her.
Qin Jiao didn't say much more, because any hope for a breakthrough in the matter rested with her uncle, Qin Jiqun.
The two chatted for a little while longer before Jiang Xiaoyue went back to work.
It wasn't until the afternoon that Shen Yi finally arrived.
After leaving the police station, Shen Yi had made a trip to his company before coming over.
Qin Jiao said, "That Su Zeyuan is as slippery as an eel, isn't he? Did he manage to push away all responsibility?"
"How did you know? Jiao Jiao, you're amazing. That bastard is just like an eel. And what's more, Little Moustache didn't dare to identify him in the end. He was probably afraid of retaliation. The person backing Su Zeyuan must be very powerful."
