'This room has probably recorded every last clue.'
"Brother-in-law, is this really necessary? The most important thing right now is to get my sister to the hospital."
Sun Zhenhai pleaded, a look of indignation on his face.
"Ajin, we need to get our priorities straight. Saving Qingya is what matters most right now. Who cares about some broken furniture or random junk?"
The others also chattered in agreement.
In the heat of the argument, Yang Yunhua quietly slipped into the room. A glance was all it took for her to spot a thick, neat stack of cash inside an open cabinet.
"Sun Qiang! How could you hide this much money from me in our own home?"
Her expression instantly darkened.
"And these clothes… Whose are they?!"
As she spoke, she pulled out several pieces of women's lingerie and emotionally demanded of Sun Qiang.
