Jiangli glanced at Xiu Bangyan beside her out of the corner of her eye.
The moment Xiu Bangyan saw Lin Huijun, he got excited, almost instinctively wanting to rush towards her.
But as soon as he took a step forward, he remembered how he looked now and immediately hesitated, pacing back and forth uneasily.
Jiangli turned to look at Lin Huijun, and slightly bowed, "Is Xiu Bangyan your husband?"
Lin Huijun was taken aback, staring at the little girl who suddenly appeared at her doorstep, and burst out, "You, you know my husband? Bangyan isn't dead, is he? The police lied to me, right? You've seen my husband, haven't you? Where is he?"
Lin Huijun quickly walked up to Jiangli and grabbed her hand.
"Please tell me, where is he?"
Jiangli glanced at her hand, which was covered in callouses.
She reached out and held Lin Huijun's hand back, "Can we talk somewhere in private?"
Lin Huijun quickly said, "Sure, sure, let's go inside and talk!"
