At the end of the shift, Liwu dragged her feet as she left the precinct. Physically, she was not worn out, but mentally it was like she had a dozen heavy blankets sitting on her head. The interviews, paper work, going through hours of footage to find out where Han disappeared from--it had been a long day. She had to rely on the services of her driver to get home. And when she arrived, her mind was already rehearsing the bliss of sleep.
But when she walked through the door, there, waiting with a smile too bright, was her husband Weijun.
"My dear, I am so glad you are back in time. Change into a new outfit," he said cheerfully, "We're going out."
She blinked. "Out?" At this hour? I have been on my feet almost all day. This case is still waiting to be solved. I don't have the enthusiasm to be your partner of a date tonight."
