"The Jing Family..." Shang Zonghai fell silent for a moment, "it's good, after the Jing Family went bankrupt, they disappeared without a trace. Perhaps you'll find some clues if you go take a look."
This statement had an implied meaning, or it seemed like a deliberate reminder of something.
Li Qiao leaned back in her chair with a slight smile on her lips, "Dad, I promised you that I'd investigate the truth, so don't worry. Even if it's not in Parma, I'll continue to investigate the Mu Family's affairs."
Shang Zonghai gave a few words of satisfied admonition. After hanging up the phone, he looked outside the tea room at the sky laden with dark clouds and heaved a sigh, his expression revealing a bit of helplessness.
Housekeeper Xiao, standing by his side, attempted to read his indecipherable mood and probed, "Master, what seems to be the matter?"
