Knocked on the neighbor's door and asked for some water to drink.
"Xiaoli, you didn't bring your keys? I saw Han yesterday, didn't you move?"
Yu Xiaoli's face showed a hint of surprise and fearful emotion.
The neighbor lady imagined a lot but didn't say much.
Yu Xiaoli returned to the doorstep, leaned against the door, and she felt even the doorstep's steps were cleaner than the kang in her home.
The man who had been following Yu Xiaoli found Han Xiangjun and told him what had happened over the past couple of days and nights.
"Alright, I got it."
Han Xiangjun sat for a while but eventually got up. If Yu Xiaoli really had contact with that man, he wouldn't have cared about her life or death, but surprisingly she hadn't done anything out of line.
In that case, let's give her a way out, although I have no feelings for her now, after all, she is Jianbin's mother.
