In the end, Lin Yaoyang chose to trust Xia Liang one more time.
Xia Liang remained expressionless, saying calmly, "Director Lin, you don't live with your wife and child, do you?"
"That's right." Lin Yaoyang nodded. This was common knowledge, not a secret. "My home is too far to commute from, so I rent a room nearby."
Listening to Lin Yaoyang's confirmation, Xia Liang closed his eyes in thought before speaking again. "If you go back now, you can still save them."
At this point, Xia Liang glanced at the clock on the wall. "In half an hour, it will be too late."
"What's going to happen?" Lin Yaoyang's heart began to pound in his chest.
Xia Liang just shook his head with a faint smile. "Every word you speak now is another minute wasted."
"I..." Lin Yaoyang's expression shifted uncertainly. Finally, he gritted his teeth, nodded at Xia Liang, and scrambled out of the room.
「At 10:30 that evening.」
