"Did you go back to his grandfather's house on the first day of the new year?" Cui Yi called.
"Well," Everett Yan looked at the trash can. He didn't smoke today. He felt very tired after finishing his lunch round. He came out for some air. "He wanted to ask his father what he told the police."
"Do you think his father would say it?" Cui Yi asked, "You are so timid."
"Absolutely," Everett Yan said, "I have been holding this matter in my heart for such a long time, and no one dared to mention it. When I meet Sister Bai, I will probably pour the beans. When I meet my son again, I have to talk to him even if I don't drink."
"If you know what's going on, you can make a judgment about your father's situation." Cui Yi said.
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