Beijing Military District Courtyard, stepping out of the Lin Family's yard. Mr. Cheng glanced at his own house not far away, reminded of his wife's expectant eyes. If he went in, he'd probably only bring disappointment. He decisively turned around and got in the car, "Let's go, first to the office."
Returning to the office, Mr. Cheng dismissed his colleagues, went over his thoughts again from beginning to end. Seeing it was down to the final step, he always trusted his instincts.
"You're an idiot, your wife is already angry, and you still won't go find her. She's either at her brother's or her sister's. Hurry up. Get your wife back."
Loud teasing came from not far away, and Mr. Cheng suddenly stood up, tapping the desk, "Xiao Chen, come in quickly."
Xiao Chen hurriedly opened the door and entered, "Commander, what are your orders?"
