A few minutes later, Liu Daqing hung up the phone.
As she returned, Wan Donglin asked, "So, is Old Zhou's situation really that bad?"
"The problem is with his illegitimate son. This afternoon, that kid and his buddies were drag racing and had an accident."
"Is he dead?"
"It's worse than death. Apparently, there are some things involved that outsiders can't know about. Even though the news has been suppressed, there's no guarantee the photos won't get out. You know how advanced information is these days. The chances of completely covering something up are pretty slim now."
Wan Donglin was shocked. He knew the illegitimate son played recklessly, but he hadn't imagined it was to this degree. If the photos didn't circulate, at worst, only the general public would remain ignorant. However, within their circle, there were no true secrets.
