Upon hearing those words, Fan Shaoming's face darkened.
Mingyu had disappeared, and these people were still standing here!
"Mr. Fan, you've arrived just in time. Look what your son has done to my house; you need to compensate us," Mrs. Zhou said, seizing the moment as soon as she saw Fan Shaoming. Zhou Huachang and Yan Ruoting felt as if a pig had come out, not a person. Fan Shaoming was furious, and she even dared to demand compensation from him.
Fan Shaoming sneered, "My son has gone missing in your house, and I haven't even asked you for compensation yet, and you have the nerve to demand compensation from me?"
Mrs. Zhou opened her mouth as if to say something but couldn't utter a word.
