On the night of the twenty ninth, when I went to the police station to pick them up, my aunt had already obtained some basic information about Xiang Kun through some connections. On the way back, she also had a basic impression of him through direct conversation.
Generally speaking, my aunt's first impression of Xiang Kun was not bad. She thought this young man was quick-thinking and polite, not a frivolous guy. Plus, the police records showed that he had good athletic ability and physical fitness, and he was brave and spirited.
The only regret was that he looked a bit strange being bald, it would be better if he could grow hair.
Of course, it wasn't a big issue.
The crux of the matter still lay in Xia Libing's attitude.
