Chapter 85: Zhao Yiming Being Kidnapped?!
Zhao Yiming strolled leisurely down Lianwu Street, hands in his pockets and a light whistle escaping his lips.
The day was warm, the wind gentle, and the air filled with the scent of steamed buns and roasted chestnuts.
He looked far too relaxed for someone juggling real estate deals, lawsuits, and a growing harem.
But hey, he deserved this.
Officer Han had finally managed to detain Ma San and his gang of thugs. The bastards were now rotting in an interrogation room, probably crying for their moms or begging for noodles.
Yes, Han Queying detained all the thugs who were involved in threatening Lianwu Street tenants. Even when she was already being issued by her senior, she didn’t care about them.
Even better, Madam He’s condition had improved—though she remained in an induced coma, the doctors said her vitals were stable and her body was healing.
Mr. Wu had returned to his antique shop like nothing had happened. Even though Luo Yanyu tried to stop him, the old man refused to listen.
He’d barked, "I’m old, not dead!" and waved her off like an annoying mosquito. Fiercer than a mafia boss, that one.
And as for Golden Earth? They were quiet now. Too quiet. Like a lion pretending to nap before biting your head off. But for now? Zhao Yiming was in a damn good mood.
He whistled louder and smirked to himself while mentally calculating how much money he had stacked up in his inventory.