"Last night, a group of friends were here having barbecue and didn't get to tidy up the living room."
When Chen He and Li Yong walked indoors, they indeed smelled alcohol mixed with a light barbecue scent.
In their line of sight, they could see leftover food and drinks on the living room coffee table.
Li Yumei smiled and said, "Please sit down, officers, I'll go wake up my husband."
Chen He and Li Yong looked around and found a somewhat clean chair to sit on.
Two minutes later, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair yawned and walked out.
"What's the police here for?"
"It's the first time the police have come knocking on our door."
The man asked nonchalantly and plopped down onto the sofa.
Chen He glanced at the man, his lips twitching.
This man was obviously a spoiled brat.
Chen He asked straightforwardly, "Do you know Minghao Clothing Factory's boss Chen Minghao?"
Upon hearing this, Li Yumei's face instantly filled with anger.
"That scumbag, how could I forget!"
