Yu Xiuli chuckled. "No, she won't, trust her, she wouldn't dare."
Meng Fan was clueless about what President Yu actually held in her power, that even that woman would willingly work for her.
Meng Fan dared not ask, after all, the president's secrets were too numerous. The more you knew, the more dangerous it was. It was wise to ask less.
Patrol Team
Gu Xia looked out the window at the heavy snow and sighed, realizing it was deep winter again.
Having lived in the North for over twenty years, it would feel uncomfortable not to see large snowflakes in winter.
Gu Xia took her insulated mug to the water dispenser and poured herself a cup of hot water.
Right then, He Yu and Lin Fan returned from a mission, their bodies still covered with snow.
"Xiao Xia, come here for a sec."
Seeing Gu Xia, He Yu spoke in a low voice.
Gu Xia followed He Yu to a corner with her insulated mug in hand.
"What's up, Old He?"
