Li Yeqi tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. Quietly, he slid out of the covers, got dressed in casual home wear he picked up from the side, and silently stepped out of the room.
Back in his study, he lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. In the stillness of the night, even the sound of tobacco burning was clearly audible. He exhaled a plume of smoke slowly and took out an unopened envelope from the last locked drawer.
Since he got the envelope, he had never opened it.
Squinting his eyes slightly, the cigarette between his fingers sent up curling wisps of smoke that shrouded his handsome face, making it even more blurred. His well-defined fingers pressed on the seal, and after a long moment, he picked up a utility knife from the side to open it.
Some things cannot be resolved by running away.
If he was firm enough, what could this investigation material change?
