Leaving the county government family building, Zhou Qing was always restless, constantly looking back at the direction of Zhou Weining's house, feeling anxious as if tiny insects were incessantly crawling at his heart.
Even though he and Liu Yaqing had reconstructed the scene, he still didn't know if their actions would be discovered. Especially when he saw Zhou Weining, he always felt guilty and even dared not meet Zhou Weining's eyes.
Fear, panic, anxiety…
Mixed emotions overwhelmed him, and he felt he was almost on the verge of collapsing.
Now he just hoped that the situation would calm down quickly; otherwise, he feared he would not be able to sleep well for a long time.
Just after walking out of the county government family building, as it was deep into the night and very quiet, there were very few pedestrians on the streets and hardly any vehicles in sight.
Zhou Qing slowly walked towards his home under the dim street lights.
