Seizing the moment, Yao Ye shook off her hand and left the police station without looking back.
Watching him walk away, his figure becoming more distant, a wave of nausea overwhelmed Li Hanxiao, causing her to feel dizzy and forcing her to reach out a hand to steady herself against the wall.
Not long after, as Yao Ye was driving out the car from the parking spot, he saw an ambulance from a nearby hospital pull up at the entrance. Even from a distance, it seemed like he could see a pale, bloodless face.
Yao Ye's eyes grew even colder, and he stepped hard on the gas pedal, speeding away from this place of right and wrong.
Li Juntao returned to work today. As soon as he checked in, Feng Yongzhuo pulled him into a corner.
"Lieutenant Colonel Li, what's going on between you and Minister Yan?"
Li Juntao seemed surprised that the news had spread so quickly at work. Faced with Feng Yongzhuo's question, his expression suddenly darkened: "Do I have anything to do with her?"
