Yang Tianlie hadn't heard the voice on the phone just now, and didn't know why he was scolded, so he could only ask again, "Was it that damn boy's phone?"
"He's messing around outside, I heard a woman's voice."
Yang Tianlie couldn't help but laugh: "A man not returning home at night, what else could it be, it's obviously clear isn't it?"
"Shut up!" Baili Lanxiang stood up, turned around, and left, relieved to know that her son was safe.
But just as she reached the door, the butler, Uncle He, immediately came in with four or five policemen.
"Master, the police are here for you," Uncle He stood aside as the policemen approached Yang Tianlie.
"Mr. Yang, I'm Xing Liguo, captain of the criminal police team. We need to inquire a few things from you," Xing Liguo stood in front of Yang Tianlie in a strictly official manner.
