Mrs. An brought up Xia Qiuming.
An Mingjiang was instantly reminded of the conflict between his son and Leng Yuan.
Come to think of it, he was actually to blame for the whole affair.
If it weren't for the job he had arranged, none of this would have happened.
The last time An Dongyang was beaten so badly, An Mingjiang hadn't gone looking for trouble with the other party, which was already a huge concession.
"Forget it. He should just stay home and behave himself!"
After he spoke, he remembered something else.
"Hasn't Old Nine been by recently?"
Because of his black market business, Old Nine sent over a sum of money every month. This was the reason he could run his operation smoothly.
But this month's money hadn't arrived yet.
Reminded of this, Mrs. An remembered as well.
"That's right! It's already past the due date."
