Zhu Meihua held onto her children's arms, her face shifting between sadness and joy, as if a color palette had been overturned. What she was most proud of was also what tormented her the most in the dead of night.
"I don't like it, but I won't be as foolish as you." Everything now was what Zhu Meihua was most proud of in her life: loving her husband, having an outstanding son, and a considerate daughter.
"How am I foolish?"
"Acting the way you do only makes others dislike you."
From the Family Compound to the compound, even walking slowly doesn't take more than twenty minutes. Ping Guo Fei was a familiar face; the guards all knew him, so the four of them were let in without much scrutiny.
Ping Guo Fei was here to visit the leader this time; Chairman Meng was rarely home. When the four arrived, Chairman Meng's current assistant, Liu Yong, greeted Ping Guo Fei from afar.
The two were one former and one current, with a very good relationship.
"Is the Chairman in?"
"Yes, he is."
