Whenever Lin Fanpeng thought about that incident from years ago, a slight frown creased his forehead.
For many years, Ning Wanru had been a great help to him, generating a considerable wealth in the process.
The organization was able to operate so smoothly largely due to Ning Wanru's substantial contributions.
But what could he do now?
Could he really go to Gu Qingfeng's home to demand her return?
First, he couldn't show his face, and the only ones who could—Li Fen and her two sons—were utterly useless.
In particular, Li Fen would certainly not go to Gu Qingfeng's home for that, she would rather that old lady disappear forever.
Secondly, even if he dared to show his face, Gu Qingfeng might just be waiting for such an opportunity to catch himself in the act.
Perhaps capturing Ning Wanru was just a scheme to lure a bigger fish into the net.
So, both options were out of the question.
Thinking this, Lin Fanpeng irritably smashed the teacups on the coffee table to the ground.
