Qin Shi glanced at Ye Caitang—who was happily eating away—and his disdain for her grew.
How could she still be in the mood to eat when her own mother was gone?
"Recently, you asked me to investigate Ye… Madam's mother."
"I found out that someone bought the best plot in a cemetery for Madam's mother and erected a tombstone."
When Ye Caitang heard Qin Shi's report, she immediately put down the fruit platter and listened attentively.
Qin Ruohan looked at Ye Caitang in surprise and frowned.
"Did you find out who did it?"
He knew that his lass would definitely not believe that her mother was dead without finding her body.
Much less erect a tombstone for her mother.
Qin Shi's expression was a little strange.
"The person who erected the tombstone for Madam's mother hid it very well."
When Qin Ruohan heard Qin Shi's report, his strikingly handsome face suddenly turned cold and his tone was cold.