Yang Xin'er's face was ashen as she threw her cell phone onto the table, "Two good-for-nothings! They can't even handle a child." It infuriated her!
But she knew getting angry now was pointless; if Song Yan Ning hadn't returned to Yang City, she could have sent someone to deal with her, but Song Yan Ning had already returned to Yang City, and she had no way to start.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Xin'er picked up the phone and dialed out, "Hello! May I speak to Brother Qian?" The people she sent to deal with Song Yan Ning were Brother Qian's men, and she wanted to ask about the situation of those two men; she absolutely couldn't let this matter leak out, otherwise, even if the Song family could protect her, her reputation would be ruined.
"He's here, hold on a moment." The person on the other end turned to Brother Qian, who was playing a drinking game, and handed him the phone, "Brother Qian, some chick is looking for you."
