"What does Zhao Xiaole understand?" He had just heard Bo Jingshen mention it, and he excitedly nodded, "I've seen it, I've seen it, I'll go get it!"
He didn't notice that Su Lu's face had suddenly changed.
The child gleefully ran inside.
Su Lu clenched her lips tightly, her hands balled into fists at her sides, standing motionless.
The child had run inside to look for a hat.
Suddenly, it became quiet at the door. Bo Jingshen stood up, his eyes cast downward, gazing intently at Su Lu.
"Su Lu,"
he called her name.
Su Lu did not respond.
It seemed Bo Jingshen didn't need her response and continued, "When I was released from the detention center, Jiang Li and Cheng Yan came to pick me up, but I saw a person sitting in the driver's seat of a car, I couldn't see the face clearly, but I saw a hat with an eagle's head on it."
