Chapter 3 (1/2)

Chapter 3: Returning Home

Looking at the situation, Ye Qian slightly nodded his head Although nothing will be exposed to the media, he ell aware that does not ators of the national agency This wasn’t the only thing for Ye Qian to worry about, after all, the casters They can’t deterers and captain alone, and trying to find him won’t be a simple matter

Just outside the airport, he saw that an ambulance and a police car were parked outside the airport, and he saw an old round onto a stretcher by several nurses into a car The oldsounds of pain, and it was apparent that he had received heavy injuries Looking at the old figure, Ye Qian smiled and paused He felt a sense of deja vu The police were questioning a fat h he had already seen this successful looking lance froht him into the police car

Soon he heard the sound of people talking

“Alas, the old ood intentions and picked up the fat man’s wallet just to return it back to hi the wallet and was then severely beaten This year is hard for good people”

“Yes, this year is when lives seee collector, and it is likely that he is going to die, and yet not one will seek justice for hi; isn’t that a fae collector should have just went ho”

Ye Qian slight frowned and stared as the fat ot into the police car, while Ye Qian stretched out his hand to call for a taxi that would take hi to the fat man, Ye Qian would certainly have some hard lessons to teach him; however, now that the police had taken control of the situation, whether or not the man is convicted, it would be inconvenient for Ye Qian to interfere

Along the road, Ye Qian o houilt

The car finally stopped, and Ye Qian looked out through theEight years, and it seeed, it is still a worn out shanty town and parasol trees were erect on both side of the broken road It was rare to see such a car in this town

Ye Qian tried to search for his memories of this house The old house seemed more shabby now, and it seemed like it would collapse at any moment The door was left wide open Above were tiny couplets ords written in white, it was clearly the handwriting of an a, like that froirl’s hand

Ye Qian took a deep breath After years, he finally had the courage to go up to the old house He knocked on the door, but no one seemed answered, and so Ye Qian went inside There seeht years All decorations were the same A simple square stable and several benches sat peacefully inside the living roo shabby clothes and a kind s hi down from his eyes Men don’t cry easily, except when their heart is filled with grief

Fro, Ye Qian wiped his eyes full of tears and walked inside He saw a girl about 16 to 17 years old busy in the kitchen, which surprised hiently

“Daddy” the young girl turned excitedly but saw an unfamiliar face She couldn’t help but stare blankly at hi at Ye Qian, she asked “Can I help you?”

Ye Qian glanced at the girl, a pure looking schoolgirl, plainly dressed, but this could not hide her beauty “Is your father at home?” Ye Qian softly asked