Mei Nian listened on the phone, hearing that it was just a normal car accident, but now it turned into a manslaughter case. Upon hearing the name Xu Changfu, a strange glimmer flashed through her eyes.
She left the village chief to comfort the villagers and then accompanied three or four police officers further in. Mei Nian, despite her age of over a hundred years, had always been a law-abiding citizen, and she couldn't break the rules now.
In May, Cherry Valley was dominated by roses, their blooms everywhere making it seem like a grand floral feast. The roses in Cherry Valley, mostly as tall as one's brow, with lush leaves and bright flowers ranging from red to pink to white, layered upon each other creating an enchanting scene where it was hard to distinguish if one was in heaven or among mortals.
