"Hmm, we'll think about it," Luo's Mom pulled on Mr. He, who was about to argue back, and shook her head. Zhang Ye was just a messenger, after all, and he had no ill intentions—just a friendly reminder.
Mr. He, watching Luo's Mom shake her head, also snapped to realization. Though he lacked sophistication, it didn't mean he was completely ignorant. After all, he had struggled in this society for most of his life.
The deputy director's office wasn't far from where the officers worked, just about a dozen steps away. Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, Luo Qianqian slipped away under the pretext of needing to use the bathroom and hid in the corner by the door of the deputy director's office.
