Ruan Jiaojiao nestled in Xiu Xi's arms, listening to Ruan Jianmin's narration, and suddenly, a word popped into her mind: "scam."
Let's not dwell on whether Uncle's handling of Chen Hong was appropriate, but there were truly too many loopholes in his account just now.
Too many coincidences, coincidences that seemed conveniently arranged, as if Chen Hong had custom-made a trap for Uncle from the start, just waiting for him to step into it.
"Are you sure that apart from you, there was no one else with Chen Hong?" Ruan Jianguo asked bluntly.
Ruan Jianmin shook his head, he was genuinely vague about the time he got drunk, almost having no impression at all, let alone knowing if Chen Hong was involved with anyone else.
The Ruanlin Family said nothing.
After a long pause, she said, "Don't get involved with the matters at the shop anymore, just go and live with Chen Hong, and don't take a single thing from home, leave just like that."
"Mom!" Ruan Jianmin was anxious.
