"Dad?" Ming Jiaying called when she saw her father.
The person that the middle-aged woman called for help was no other than Ming Jiaying's father, Sir Ming. The middle-aged woman turned to Ming Jiaying and Sir Ming. Her expression changed.
"Dad? Do you know her?" Ming Jiaying asked.
She was eyeing her father suspiciously. She was wondering what kind of relationship her father had with this middle-aged woman.
Sir Ming immediately stepped back from the middle-aged woman.
"Well, I know. She is just a business partner that I have." Sir Ming informed her daughter about the matter. "So, what happened here?"
"Sir Ming, you need to justify to me. These kids snatched my herbs from me. It is really a precious herb that could be used to make a breakthrough pill." The middle-aged woman jumped first, spinning the story to suit her.
