"Um." The man's voice was very calm.
Su Ge lifted her face, only to see the man's distinguished and graceful face, unchanging and steady.
The little woman's embrace around his arm unintentionally tightened.
"Shen Zhiyue is currently missing, are you worried?" Her voice was very soft, seemingly asked casually.
The man didn't answer, but his eyes clearly flickered.
"I heard that Mayor Shen has taken all the blame, and it seems he will spend the rest of his days in prison. The Shen Family is completely finished."
After finishing, Su Ge lifted her face again to look at the man's expression.
There was still not much change on the man's face, "Um."
Su Ge's eyes rolled around.
Then she leaned on his shoulder and fell silent.
The Rolls-Royce slowly moved forward.
In early winter, the prosperity of Rong City began to gradually wither.
The plane trees on both sides of the road had almost shed all their leaves.
