When I went out in the morning, I realized that it had snowed during the night. After all, the last snowfall was on New Year's Eve. Yang Yueyan drove to the procuratorate. He wanted to see Marshall Lu today, but he couldn't remember how many days they hadn't seen each other.
Logan Fei and Dexter Lu had already arrived and were standing on the roadside across the street. Dexter Lu has never been without a down jacket all winter, especially when wearing a hat, he seems to feel extra safe. He waited for Yang Yueyan to stop the car and immediately ran over. He sniffed without opening his mouth. He probably had rhinitis again due to the cold.
"Uncle, we were worried, so we came here."
"I know, let's go in together." Yang Yueyan looked back at the procuratorate building, and then said with a smile: "The Chinese New Year is over, it's already twenty-six, we can no longer show happiness or sadness on our face like this."
Dexter Lu became more anxious and confused when he heard this. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to ask. Yang Yueyan turned around and walked forward, so he had no choice but to follow him. He turned to look at Logan Fei, his brows and eyes full of loss and uneasiness.
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