Xi Jun clapped the table happily.

"Good boy, we are father and son working together. With this achievement, no matter how much trouble Zifei makes, Fang Cao won't be able to touch us for the time being."

Xi Feng was sent to a small county town in northern province near Beijing because Fang Zifei, the only daughter of his father's superior, fell in love with him.

Fang Zifei and her daughter are narrow-minded people, and they are not the same type as their family.

Xi Feng was afraid that getting too involved would affect his father's future, so he automatically downgraded and came here to hide.

The Xi family would not sacrifice their son's marriage for his career. Things were finally moving in a positive direction.

However, they forgot that Fang Zifei would know where Xi Feng had been transferred to, and they also underestimated Fang Zifei's persistence.

On the other side of the police station.

Yao Zixiong finally waited for the person he was waiting for.

An Muqing complained, "Didn't I give you money to find someone? Now that he's been arrested, it's none of my business."

Yao Zixiong was still angry, "Do you think I'm willing? If you hadn't told me to send the child away, I wouldn't have gotten to this point!"

An Muqing: "Okay, stop arguing. Don't accuse me of being unkind. I have two hundred yuan and some tickets here. Take them with you."

Yao Zixiong snorted, "You want to get rid of me for such a small thing? It seems that you want to reform with me. I don't mind. It's nice to have a companion."

An Muqing said anxiously: "This is already a lot, what else do you want?"

"Don't try to fool me. I saw you had nearly two thousand in cash in your cookie box. Bring me all the money and tickets, and I promise to keep my mouth shut and not say a word."

An Muqing's eyes widened: "If you take everything, what should I do?"

How did he survive these years with nothing? How did he please the Qin family?

Yao Zixiong leaned back in his chair and said in a scoundrelly manner, "It depends on whether you want money or reform. My patience is limited, and I want to see the money today."

An Muqing gritted her teeth. She wanted to refuse, but now that she had been caught, she had no choice but to compromise.

She thought to herself, at worst, she could just write to her parents and ask them to send the money.

In her previous life, her parents had always been the best to her.