The moment Aunt Shen heard that calling the police would also alert the Xie Family, she immediately backed down.
She had barely managed to keep her job. She couldn't lose it now!
Last time, that little bitch Xie Chen had gotten her in trouble with Mr. Xie. If he found out today that she was making money by pulling out his mother's hair...
The consequences didn't bear thinking about!
At that thought, Aunt Shen sheepishly drew her leg back. Silently cursing eight generations of Wang Qiming's ancestors, she walked over to the old woman.
Seeing that aged face, she couldn't help snapping, "What rotten luck. If we see him again, call the police right away!"
Old Mrs. Chen seemed not to hear, but her gaze flicked toward the wall, whether deliberately or not.
Wang Qiming, who had grabbed the hair and run off yelling, handed it to the man standing beside the Maybach, then panted, "Hurry up and get the old lady out of there. Xie Yongan actually let that old hag take care of her?! Is he crazy?! This is barely any better than the nursing home!"
Huo Wenye nodded slightly. "Uncle Wang, I'm anxious about this too."
Once Wang Qiming caught his breath, he suddenly gave Huo Wenye a searching look. "Young Master Huo, why are you so good to little Chen? Do you two go way back? How come I've never heard him mention it?"
Huo Wenye's eyes darkened for a moment. "We do go way back. He just doesn't remember."
"Really?" Wang Qiming scratched his head in confusion. After thinking for a few seconds, he decided that a rough fellow like him couldn't untangle all these complications anyway. He smiled in relief. "Whatever the case, it's wonderful that you're helping little Chen. You know he's always