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"Don't take him too seriously; he's just got this one son, so it's only natural he cares. He just hates that his son isn't living up to expectations," Meng Po said, shaking her head helplessly.
When it comes to raising children, there are no strict methods—when he spoils them, they can reach the heavens; when he punishes them, he can be ruthless. I really admire him!
"Alright, don't be upset anymore. I have to go; there's a long line over there!" Yan Kongyue said as she pulled out a cloth bag and stuffed it into Meng Po's hands.
"At least Yan Kongyue knows to think of Grandma!"
"Goodbye, Grandma! I'll make you soup again in the future!"
After sending off Meng Po and closing the Gui Men, Huo Jingyu quickly approached Yan Kongyue and asked, "What did you give Grandma?"
"Gold coins!"
"Grandma likes gold coins?"
"Yes, gold is a circulating currency in Difu; she can definitely use it!"
"Then we can also send Grandma some gold coins, right?"
"Sure, next time. There will be plenty of opportunities. You might often run into Gui Chai from Difu and can send them some things."
"By the way, I still haven't arranged the wine we promised for Xiao General and the others!" Lin Lang hurriedly searched for his phone.
"Fourth Brother, it's still too early; the sun hasn't even risen yet!"
"Oh right!"
"Brother Lin, how are you feeling now?"
"I'm feeling great!" Feng Xing stretched lazily, smiling brightly.
During Feng Yu's time, he stole a glance at his father fleeing in panic and finally let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like things would be calm for a while.
"Feng Xing, are you all better now?"
"Yeah, it’s all thanks to my dad; he’s really generous!"
"You’re just being sarcastic. Your dad cares about you; he just goes about it the wrong way."
"I know that, which is why I avoid him. Otherwise, I would have clashed with him long ago!"
"Alright, I'm going to sleep now. You all should get some rest too; it's almost dawn!" Yan Kongyue waved his hand and left the room.
"Hey, Feng Xing, you really look just like your dad!"
"Of course! If I looked like someone else, my dad would have crushed me long ago. You wouldn't even have had the chance to meet me!" With that, Feng Xing also exited.
Later that night, in the police station's chief's office, Xu Zhou had already lost count of how many times he had paced back and forth, glancing at his watch and then at his phone.
"Oh come on, stop pacing! You're making my head spin!"
"Chief, what time is it? Yan Consultant and the others haven't returned yet, have they?"
"Impossible! They've been busy all night; they must still be sleeping now!"
"Yeah, I guess so. They seem younger than my daughter, yet they have such skills. It's truly remarkable."
"Indeed. Without them, who knows how many people would have died because of Cui He!"
"Exactly. If we don't resolve the water ghosts in Cui He, it's just a ticking time bomb for Yu Bei."
Knock knock! The office door was suddenly knocked on.
"Come in!"
Xu Ju entered. "It's Yan Consultant and the others!"
"Ah, quickly invite them in!"
"I just saw them parking outside; they should be up here soon!"
"Hurry and prepare some snacks and tea!"
"Got it!"
A few minutes later, footsteps echoed in the corridor.
"Yan Consultant, thank you so much for saving my daughter!" Xu Zhou quickly ushered them into the office.
"No need to mention it. By the way, Xu Ju, I've caught the ghost that was supposed to marry your daughter in a shadow marriage. Do you want to interrogate him?"
"Interrogate a ghost?" Xu Zhou instinctively glanced at Liao Zhen.
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