An Yiqing thought about it and felt that An Zhiyan's point made sense. Although her connections were broad, they were relatively weak in the military sector, where Old Master An and An Zisheng's influence was deeply entrenched and their network extensive. Investigating this matter couldn't be more appropriate.
"Alright, I'll tell Ah Lin to also help look into it, and I'll take responsibility for investigating the framing of Xuanjin Pharmaceuticals. We can distribute the tasks among us to work more efficiently."
In the second-floor bedroom, after talking with An Zhihang for a while, An Yiqing felt tired and returned to her room.
The afternoon sunlight was lovely; An Yiqing lay on the rocking chair on the balcony, covered with a thin blanket. The soft sunlight sprinkled over her, feeling warmly comfortable.
Xiao Hei and Old Jin, two silly dogs, lay at An Yiqing's feet, curling up slightly and contentedly closing their eyes to bask in the sun.
