No, those people are all dead. How could the police find out? Yang Qingheng must be bluffing her.
Sun Rong couldn't help but smile when she saw Yang Qingheng come out, looking quite pleased with herself.
"Next month is Qiao Xihe's trial. Do you want to go and see it?"
Watching your enemy being sentenced to death must be a very satisfying thing.
Yang Qingheng shook her head, gazing at the ever-changing scenery outside the window: "We'll see. I'm going to Hai Province for an inspection. If I can come back, I'll probably go again."
The argument last time served as a wake-up call for her. It seemed that Song Hengjue had never felt secure enough about her and was always anxious and insecure.
These past few days she has also been reflecting on things. Firstly, because her attitude towards him in her past life was really terrible. Secondly, over the years, she has become much more introverted and busy with work, and may have neglected him without realizing it. So she plans to take advantage of the free time she has now to spend more time with him.
I wonder how that man is doing now.
Yang Qingheng recalled Song Hengjue's dejected and downcast appearance before he left, and her heart clenched, turning into a soft ball.
"Young couples are always inseparable," Sun Rong chuckled, a hint of teasing in her voice.
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Hai Province.
"Mr. Song, should we go back to Guiyuan or..." The assistant looked at the dazed man, lowered his head slightly, and asked cautiously.
Song Hengjue finally snapped out of his daze, looked away from his hands, and put his legs down: "Tell the driver not to wait, I'll drive back myself later."
The assistant's eyes flashed as they swept over Song Hengjue's fingers. He nodded and said, "Okay." He then turned and left.
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