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Nan Fei thought about Granny Huo’s favorite pasti of ssing with her own grandchildren, and her scalp tingled, "Bei Jiang can’t possibly not know, right? He... doesn’t know that you also want to take over the Special Action Departnt?"

Well... they really are a family!

"Nonsense, how could that boy not know? If he didn’t know, he would have already taken you to see . He’s always stopping from seeing you, isn’t it just because he’s afraid I’ll encourage you!"

Nan Fei suddenly realized, she hadn’t known there were so many twists and turns in between. She deeply felt her IQ might not be enough, turns out, while she was in the dark, Bei Jiang and Grandma had been battling moves.

What kind of weird family is this?

It’s simply... hard to find the words.

"Alright, it’s settled then, tomorrow I’ll have that brat send you over, just in ti for you to see how powerful our Special Action Departnt’s highest security detention room is." Zhou Yongxian walked steadily, the old lady with full silver hair dressed neatly, her back still straight as an arrow.

"Oh... wait..." She hadn’t agreed yet!

Nan Fei watched as Zhou Yongxian eagerly got into a black sedan, not having a chance to finish her last words.

******

"Thank you!" Yu Fengji’s cheeks flushed slightly, his pale skin holding a delicate yet fragile beauty in the night, completely different from the usual Commander Yu at the police station. Those deep eyes seed to see through one’s soul, and when he stared at you unblinkingly, it carried such strong pressure that you felt there was no escape.

He handed the car keys to Fu Xinwu and thanked him multiple tis: "Thank you for taking ho."

Fu Xinwu took the car keys and gave a dry laugh, "Ha ha... You’re welco, you’re welco, we’re friends after all! There’s nothing to it about sending a friend ho."

"Did you often send friends ho before?" Yu Fengji suddenly asked, and for unknown reasons, his gaze held a complexity that made one feel a touch of lancholy?

lancholy?

Fu Xinwu pondered internally, lancholy over what? What’s there to be lancholic about?

He must be too busy lately, not well rested, which is why his thoughts are wandering.

"You know, I’ve had many friends since childhood! Often went out with friends, so encountered all sorts of situations." Before her auntie ca to the Imperial City, she was quite the carefree and lively girl!

Friends drinking too much, driving them ho or back to the dorms, isn’t that pretty normal?

That’s just how caring she is.

Yu Fengji’s deep eyes suddenly seed to be shrouded in a mist, his entire deanor much more downcast.

It left Fu Xinwu feeling a bit at a loss, "Are you okay? Do you need to assist you?"

Yu Fengji originally wanted to say he was fine, but after hearing Fu Xinwu’s offer, he imdiately changed his mind, "I... seem a bit unsteady walking, feeling dizzy, could you help ?"

Fu Xinwu: "..." Why does she feel sothing’s not right?

Soone drunk being this polite, this courteous? Or is it that police have naturally higher standards than ordinary people?

Despite the wild thoughts in her heart, Fu Xinwu still dutifully helped Yu Fengji onto the car, let him sit comfortably in the back seat, and if he felt really drowsy, to just take a nap for a bit. Then she earnestly went to the driver’s seat to start the car.

Since Yu Fengji arrived early, the car was parked inside so when all were leaving, the parking lot was crowded with people and cars, and their car couldn’t get out imdiately so they had to wait a while.

Yu Fengji sat quietly in the back, inside the car was so quiet one could hear each other’s breathing.

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