"No..."
"It's nothing."
Zhao Shumin said this as tears streamed down her face.
Li Zhiyan couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
He reached out and wiped away Zhao Shumin's tears.
But the tears continued to flow endlessly.
"Aunt's eyes were a bit sick today, so they're a little uncomfortable."
"Xiao Yan."
"Why did you come here?"
Walking alongside Zhao Shumin, Li Zhiyan said, "Auntie, I saw you hadn't returned and thought you were working overtime."
"I was worried about what happened last time."
"Afraid that guy might retaliate, so I came."
As they chatted, Li Zhiyan glanced over today's intel. Perhaps because of the big lottery win yesterday,
the information today wasn't particularly useful.
After a brief look, Li Zhiyan set it aside.
Days of coming up empty like this had happened before.
"Xiao Yan, you're so good to Auntie."
