Wei Ruo turned and walked into the bathroom, and soon the sound of the shower filled the air.
Muo Huangnian walked to the desk, a cigarette between his thin lips, bent over to open Wei Ruo's laptop, and entered a password to access the encrypted interface.
Wei Ruo had been able to control the Wei Family for so many years, largely because of her methodical and meticulous approach to handling affairs; she kept records of everything, big and small.
Muo Huangnian's slender fingers glided across the touchpad, finding the arrangements for last night's banquet, and clicked on the vehicle dispatch record.
The models of cars used in large numbers by the Wei Family were indeed identical to the one that whisked Qin Manman away, and besides the cars assigned for the banquet, there were a few additional cars dispatched last night, marked as used by the Young Master.
Young Master, Wei Qian?
