Across the room, Luo Xiaoqian came out from inside the door. Hearing the argument from the study, she walked over in confusion and pushed the door open.
"Zimo!" Seeing the two equally stern-faced people inside, Luo Xiaoqian approached worriedly, supporting Leng Zimo's arm, "Why are you losing your temper at Dad again?!"
Leng Zimo glared angrily at Leng Lin, "Did you hear that? Even now, she's still protecting you. She's protecting you like that, but have you thought about her? She's pregnant now and has to be extra cautious every time she leaves the house, can't sleep well at night. Have you thought about any of that?!"
Leng Lin was speechless.
After a long while, he finally spoke again, "A week, give me another week. If within that week, we still can't manage it, it's up to you!"
"Fine!" Leng Zimo extended a finger, "I'll give you one more week. If within that week you haven't caught him, I'll handle the rest myself!"
