Minamoto Tamako stood outside the door again, waiting for nothing.
Why say 'again'?
Because she had experienced the same thing before coming here.
Today really is strange, why does it feel like everyone has something secretive to discuss with Mr. Fu Jian...
It's understandable that Sister Yalan and Senior Kazama's questions were sharp enough to require her to leave; but what does Director Fujiwara have to say that can't be said openly?
Could he be using the Fujiwara family's power to ruin Mr. Fu Jian's police career?
Minamoto Tamako sat on the living room sofa, couldn't help but let her thoughts wander, sometimes pondering whether Mr. Fu Jian's confession was sincere or merely an act of romantic impersonation, sometimes worrying whether Mr. Fu Jian would be treated unfairly, and occasionally reminiscing about that kiss, touching her own little face, feeling like she was going to have a mental breakdown.
