"Alright then." Wu Zheng let Meng Heng take him away.
They went to the lounge together. Shen Yin took out a video recorder and placed it in front of Dong Chang. Then, she sat beside Zhao Wan's parents and looked at Dong Chang, who was sitting opposite her. "You were looking for them, right? You secretly set up the tombstone in the cemetery. There's actually nothing buried there, right?"
"Yes." Dong Chang smiled bitterly and looked up at Zhao Wan's parents. He forced out a guilty smile. "Uncle Zhao, Aunt Fang, I've let Wan Wan down. All these years, I've been thinking of all kinds of ways to find you, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack."
"Why are you still looking for us?" Father Zhao wiped his wife's tears, but his own tears continued to flow over his wrinkled face.
