"Yang Na, go to the specific address first and see if you can find anything."
"Okay, but the houses here are all built very haphazardly." As Yang Na spoke, the camera began to shake.
After searching for a while, Yang Na quickly found the address Qian Fu had mentioned in a small alley.
It was a two-story concrete house at the end of a narrow alley, the concrete was roughly applied, and it was covered in colorful graffiti drawn by children.
The door on the second floor was locked, and the address indicated it was on the second floor.
"Crash~!" The sound of a breaking bowl came from inside the house, followed by another sharp slap.
Startled by the commotion, Yang Na stepped back, but then cautiously moved forward again.
"Money, money, money! All you care about is money! How much do I make in a month!!" A man's hoarse voice came from inside.
It was followed by a woman's wails. "You promised me when you married me! You agreed to take care of my dad's medical expenses!"
