Dongfang Capital, Procuratorate Headquarters.
When Zhang Wei arrived here with Mo Yuzhu, the pair looked completely travel-worn.
Second floor office.
"Old Xiao!"
Approaching the door, Zhang Wei waved his hand towards the inside.
For a moment, the initially noisy office suddenly quieted down.
All the prosecutors of the Serious Crime Division turned their attention to Xiao Baihe, who was sitting at her workstation.
She stood up with a scowl, clearly annoyed, and walked out.
"What is it? Haven't I told you not to call me Old Xiao? I have a name, it's Xiao Baihe!"
"Of course, Old Xiao, got it, Old Xiao!"
Alright, Xiao Baihe rubbed her forehead, realizing she had been silly.
Talking sense into Zhang Wei was the most foolish thing to do.
"Speaking of which, you grieving woman, shouldn't you be at work? Why are you here too?"
Xiao Baihe crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Mo Yuzhu beside Zhang Wei with a bizarre expression.
