Han Yumiao smiled: "Otherwise? Do you really believe that shrew's ridiculous statement that you are a broom star?"

Ye Feng was silent.

Of course he doesn't believe this.

"I know that Lao Chu's relationship with you is unusual. His death is very hard for you, and so are we. It's too sudden and hard to accept."

"But things have already happened. We living people should cheer up."

"No one else can carry the stall Lao Chu left behind, so you have to carry it."

"And there's this girl Ling Shuang, you have to help her, especially at a time like this."

Han Yumiao patted Han Feng on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead and go back after drinking this pot of tea."

As the footsteps moved away, Ye Feng was the only one left on the platform.

Holding the teacup in his hand, he looked at the waves of the river.

Di bell bell~!

The phone in his trouser pocket suddenly rang.

The call was from Liao Baichuan, director of the Governor's Department, using a private number.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ye? I am Liao Baichuan. I just learned the bad news about Master Chu. I am deeply sorry, but there is something urgent here that I need to report to you."

"What's the matter? Tell me directly!"

Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!