Although it was only nine o'clock, Su Qiao dragged Nanny Wu back to the apartment and stopped worrying about the singing afterward.
Sister Jin probably knew she was angry, so she could only helplessly indulge her little tantrum. After all, she was the one in the wrong.
Meanwhile, Chu Yihan's car turned back halfway there, and he even called over several of his men.
However, it was obvious that his purpose tonight was destined to come to nothing.
Wei Hong returned with three men and reported.
"Young Master, we got there too late. By the time we arrived, that little girl had already been completely robbed. Her leg had also been injured, and she was thrown unconscious into an alley. Should we bring her back?"
"Hmph. She got off easy." Chu Yihan tossed away his cigarette and turned to get into the car.
"Let's go back."
Wei Hong hesitated. He wanted to say that Miss Su might have done it deliberately, but seeing Chu Yihan's unpleasant expression, he did not dare provoke him.
That night, Su Qiao went to the Zhu Residence again. However, she still did not make a move. She merely familiarized herself with the patrol teams' patterns and shift-change times, as well as the movements of the dogs raised in the residence.
The next day, Su Qiao did not get up until the afternoon.
She had no choice. She had been too exhausted the previous night. In fact, she had not slept well at all during this period.
While she was sleeping, Sister Jin came over once and brought her many good things: clothes, shoes, handbags, jewelry, and even two or three small gold bars.
Su Qiao knew that this was compensation, and that Sister Jin also wanted her to let the matter go.
She did not