Finally, a fingernail-sized eavesdropping device was found under the table.

He pulled hard.

No need to check, I already know who installed it.

The only people who had been to his office were Qiao Lanxin and Pan Xiaolian.

Qiao Lanxin doesn’t have that kind of brains, so it can only be Pan Xiaolian.

Song Yan got into the car with the monitoring device.

He stepped on the accelerator and returned to the villa.

However, as soon as they entered the villa, Qiao Lanxin's crazy screams came from inside: "You bitch, let go! Let go!"

Song Yan thought Qiao Lanxin was restrained by Pan Xiaolian, so he hurried in.

Then when he saw the situation in the house, he was stunned.

Pan Xiaolian and Qiao Lanxin were pulling a bag.

The bag is full of US dollars.

In their other hands, they held a thick stack of US dollars.

Seeing Song Yan coming back, Qiao Lanxin's eyes suddenly lit up: "A Yan, come and help, this bitch took my money and won't let go."

Pan Xiaolian was almost laughing out of anger.

She earned this money through hard work.

This old witch Qiao Lanxin is really good at telling lies with her eyes open.

She grabbed the bag tightly and said, "Qiao Lanxin, I'm warning you to let go immediately, or I'll burn all this money."

Qiao Lanxin didn't believe she would do that.

She said triumphantly, "If you have the guts, burn all this money. If you don't, I tell you, this money is mine. Now that A Yan is back, do you think you can snatch it from us, mother and son?"

Pan Xiaolian was about to speak when she heard Song Yan's impatient shout: "Put the money down, both of you!"