After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Listening to Bai Ming's words on the other end of the phone, Mo Beixiao's brows knitted together.

He never expected that Jiang Yi'an would actually be related to Tang Xingwan.

He had never known that the two of them had crossed paths before.

"Sir, why are you suddenly investigating this person?"

Bai Ming on the other end of the phone yawned, with a hint of sleepiness in his voice: "Tang Xingwan has already suffered from schizophrenia, and he is still living in a mental hospital."

"What happened to her nanny? Did she come to Mo's house to make trouble with you?"

Bai Ming's words reminded Mo Beixiao.

Tang Xingwan is already a mental patient, why would Jiang Yi'an contact her nanny at this time?

Thinking of this, the man frowned and whispered into the phone: "Bai Ming, what are my schedule for tomorrow morning?"

Bai Ming on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, seeming to be searching for some records.

After a while, he took a deep breath and whispered to the phone: "There will be a meeting with the chief planner of Beicheng Jewelry Branch tomorrow morning."

After speaking, he added: "This meeting is optional. If you have other things to be busy with, you can choose not to attend."

Mo Beixiao frowned: "Cancel it for me."

"By the way, send me the address of the mental hospital where Tang Xingwan is staying and make an appointment."

"I'll go see her tomorrow morning."

Probably because he didn't expect that Mo Beixiao would take the initiative to visit Tang Xingwan, Bai Ming on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll make arrangements right now!"

After hanging up the phone to Bai Ming, the man took a deep breath and subconsciously raised his eyes to look outside the door.

Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, he could clearly see Jiang Yian standing next to the pavilion with a frown on his phone in the small garden outside the villa.

From a long distance, he couldn't hear clearly what Jiang Yi'an was saying, but judging from her anxious look, it seemed that something very urgent had happened.

Mo Beixiao frowned, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, then leaned on the sofa and looked at the beautiful figure outside the window, his eyes dark.

"Where are you now?"

Standing in the pavilion, Jiang Yian tightly squeezed the phone in his hand, lowered his voice and asked Aunt Zhou on the other end of the phone: "If you don't call the police, tell me your location and I will think of something."

Aunt Zhou's voice on the other end of the phone was filled with sobs: "I don't know..."

"Those people wanted to catch me. After I escaped, I ran around like a headless fly..."

"I haven't been back to Rongcheng for a long time. Everything here is too strange to me..."

As the woman on the other end of the phone spoke, she couldn't help crying: "Ms. Jiang, can you save me?"

"I agree to all the requests you told me today. I can do anything for you!"

"Please help me, please..."

"It's so late, and I'm a middle-aged woman who is helpless. If I get caught by them... the consequences will be disastrous!"

Aunt Zhou's voice almost begged at the end.

Jiang Yi'an took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress his upset emotions, and patiently comforted her: "It's okay, Sister Chen."

"Look to see if there are any distinctive buildings and trees nearby, and I will help you find a way."

"I don't want you to be taken away either."