Auntie Ye saw that she had nothing in her hands and asked curiously.
"Auntie, please wait here for a moment, those people will be here soon."
Auntie Ye stared at her dumbfounded, "You're not joking, are you."
"No, don't worry, I would never deceive you."
Though Su Tian was about the same age as Ye Xiaojing, she seemed different now. She exuded an indescribable trustworthiness, compelling Auntie Ye to wait with her.
Soon enough, those figures indeed appeared.
Auntie Ye was immediately stunned.
As they approached quickly, the first thing they did was attempt to shake Su Tian's hand, but Su Tian ignored them and simply said:
"Since you're here to resolve the matter, let's settle it swiftly."
"Yes, Mrs. Qiao."
Who would have thought that this seemingly ordinary family would know the king of Haicheng, the sky of Haicheng. It's known that Qiao Yaoran is indeed more influential than the Mayor.
