Aunt Ruan had already grown somewhat numb to these matters, but now, thinking about them, a cold sweat broke out on her back.
She had always felt that it was just her mood that was poor but, upon closer reflection, problems seemed to have been accumulating around her for some time without her knowing when it started.
And they were increasingly infuriating.
"Was it my dad?!"
Xia Jiangnan clenched her teeth and spoke out angrily.
"Not sure, but there definitely is a problem."
Little Milk Jin shook her head.
"We'll need to figure out a way to lure the culprit out. Since they've already tampered with something, it is impossible for them to leave not a single trace. I'll leave a talisman for auntie later. Although it won't play a decisive role, it will at least reduce the number of people who look upon auntie unfavorably. Once the other party fails to achieve their goal, they will surely take action again."
Little Bun was solemn and serious.
