Yan qingsi chuckled."I think it's more like you, uncle. It's hard to find someone as innocent as my mother-in-law. Uncle, you must treasure her."
Xia Anlan nodded."Hmm...I naturally know about this."
Xia Anlan hung up the joke and shook his head with a smile. He put down his pen.
On the snow-white paper, there were three words that dazzled su ningmei.
The brush was drawn with iron and silver hooks, and the tip of the brush was vigorous.
Those three words seemed so familiar to him that every stroke of it was engraved in his heart. He looked at it for a while, then carefully put the piece of paper into the drawer. Then, he called his Secretary."You Yi's matter can be settled now."
"Yes, sir."
……
Rong city at night was very beautiful. It was late autumn, not as dry as the North, and the air was cool and dry.
Early in the morning, the night was quiet.
The door to the detention center opened, and you Yi walked out.
