Chapter 189 - Yan Luo’s Future (2/2)

The man wore a tidy city police uniform, looking very handsome and energetic, but Yan Man hated him.

“What are you doing here again? Little White doesn’t want to see you at all,” Yan Man said coldly.

“I am Little White’s second brother,” Ji He said, placing the white lilies in his hand beside the chrysanthemums.

Yan Man’s mouth twitched, forming a mocking smile. “I haven’t congratulated you on your promotion to Director of the Municipal Bureau. Oh, by the way, I heard that you got married six months ago, it’s really double happiness.”

Ji He looked at her with a complicated expression. “Yan Man, I’m sorry for what happened back then. I didn’t know you were—”

“Enough! I just made a mistake when I was young and ignorant. At that time, you just mistook me as a hostess and accompanied me. Now, you are the Director and I’m a strong independent woman. Just settle down.” Yan Man interrupted him expressionlessly.

Ji He didn’t continue the topic and instead said, “Zhao Dui resigned a few years ago. He loved police work very much, but his mistakes made him feel guilty. He felt that he killed Little White.”

When Yan Man heard this, she couldn’t help but sneer. “He’s right. Ah, he indirectly killed him, right? Even if he died, I wouldn’t have any sympathy for him!”

Ji He rubbed his forehead impatiently. “Yan Man, you don’t want to be like this. Zhao Dui wasn’t being deliberate. No one expected this result. What’s more, he’s already being punished. He lives in regret every day now.”

Yan Man was indifferent.

Ji He paused and asked what he always wanted to ask, “Yan Luo he… is there still no news?”

“Why, are you still being stubborn? Do you want to catch him for merit?” Yan Man sneered.

Ji He quietly looked at Su Mobai on the tombstone and whispered: “Whether you believe it or not, I’m just worried about him. It wasn’t my wish for the three of us to become like this.”

Ji He didn’t get a response because Yan Man had already left.

Standing alone in front of Su Mobai’s tombstone, he flashed a wry smile. “Little White, now that I’ve been promoted to Director of City B, I’m not happy at all. Little White, I miss my previous life in prison. If I knew that things would become what they are now, it would have been nice to stay in prison for a lifetime…”

The wind blew quietly, the white chrysanthemums and lilies swayed gently in the wind, and the man stood quietly in front of the tombstone for a long, long, time.