"You will be able to see it tomorrow." Mu Yin didn't feel there was anything to be happy about.
Her target wasn't Jing Wanlan, after all, she was innocent.
Including Su Yuming, all she wanted was to make them pay a small price; all her weapons were ultimately directed at one person.
And for them, any issue that could be solved with money was not an issue at all.
Just great, she needed money very, very much.
After losing her child, she had realized for the first time that money was indeed a wonderful thing.
...
"Wanlan..." A noblewoman dressed in high fashion hurried over and knocked on her daughter's door.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Jing Wanlan opened the door, looking puzzled at the woman in front of her.
"I just got a message from Yitian Mall. It said that Master Bo's men were coming over to discuss reserving the venue for tomorrow. I don't know if he's hosting some special guest, but it seems so grand. Did you get the message?" Lady Jing asked expectantly.
