"Do you think Rong Jinxiu had anything to do with this?" Mu Yalan asked coldly after Secretary Jian finished his phone call.
"I was going to send someone over, but Xiang Yang said to leave the investigation and handling of this matter to him. If he finds that the Rong Family really was involved, he won't show them any mercy!" Jian Wanyan said grimly, a cold glint in his eyes.
Mu Yalan thought for a moment, then nodded.
She trusted that Hou Xiangyang would never lose his judgment over something this critical. And in terms of both approach and force, having Hou Xiangyang, secretary of the Linhai Province Provincial Party Committee, take action would indeed be more direct and effective!
"I'm going to Desheng tomorrow." After informing Secretary Jian, Mu Yalan went back to her room to pack.
Jian Wanyan had wanted to say that their son-in-law had only suffered superficial injuries, and that by the time she reached Desheng, his wounds might already have healed. But seeing the worry on his wife's face, he swallowed the words.
Although their son-in-law's injuries were minor, his life had hung by a thread at the time. Without such extraordinary luck, even an extra life might not have saved him. Just thinking about it still filled Jian Wanyan with lingering dread!
All right, a trip there would be good. She could check on their daughter while she was at it!
Fortunately, Jian Shuyue had no idea what her parents were thinking, or she would surely have cried herself unconscious on Zhou Yi's bed. As the Jian Family's moon, she had once enjoyed the undivided affection of her grandparents and parents. Now look at her-reduced to someone they would "check on while they were at it."
When Mu Yalan arrived at Desheng City