The cleaning lady hadn't expected to receive a negative answer. "You really don't know him?"
Mu Jingzhe shook her head firmly. Who was this person? She didn't know him. She must have made a mistake. Mu Jingzhe turned around and left, her expression still a little dazed.
Her slow-witted brain spun and dug out the memories of the movie being released in the village a few days ago. Upon closer inspection, she realized that Shao Qihai's cries were identical to what she had heard that night.
Therefore, the binoculars really belonged to Shao Qihai, and the person she had come across that night was also Shao Qihai…
After Mu Jingzhe left, the cleaning lady scratched her head and hesitated, not sure whether she should go forward and comfort Shao Qihai. This wasn't a girl, and she didn't know how to comfort him.
