Under Xiao Qingyao's repeated assurances and Lin Xiangwan's repeated urging, Qin Muchuan finally accepted the commander's condolence visit.
He acted especially cool, not showing a hint of a smile.
Lin Xiangwan, standing by the side, could only fret.
After the commander had left, Lin Xiangwan couldn't help but scold him, "What's the matter with you? Can't you crack a smile?"
"Why should I smile?" he retorted.
"The man's a high-ranking leader!"
"So what? I am the one who accomplished something. He just reaped the benefits; he ought to be thanking me!"
"Huff..." Lin Xiangwan could only sigh heavily, not knowing what else she could do.
'Knock knock knock...'
The sound of knocking echoed.
Lin Xiangwan ran to open the door, and a high-ranking police officer walked in, "Mr. Qin, Zhou Ziqing wants to meet with you!"
"Meet with us?" Lin Xiangwan pointed at herself.
"Yes, she has requested this after waking up!"
"No!" Qin Muchuan said.
