What is Ah Tian's motivation? Isn't it hate, is there a more good reason in this world? Ah Tian hated Xiaoyong for taking away his beloved, and he was in pain, unable to sleep at night, and did such a stupid and impulsive thing—the most normal motive. Didn't this police officer ask knowingly?

Dad Han turned around and glanced at Gao Yue.

"Oh yes, when are you free, let's discuss Ah Yun's case, there are some places, I want to hear your opinion." He said to Gao Yue.

This Han Dad is really amazing, he obviously heard the conversation between me and Officer Wen just now, and he didn't ask.

"Okay, after Han Bing's surgery is done, right?" Gao Yue replied.

“ok。” He nodded.

Han Bing's surgery was scheduled for the next morning. Gao Yue arrived early in the morning.

He saw Han Bing's parents and Ah Hao sitting on a bench next to the door of the operating room.

Gao Yue nodded to them, and Dad Han stood up and gave Gao Yue a look.

They walked together to the stairwell.

"How long will the surgery take?" Gao Yue asked.

"The doctor said, at least five hours...... Alas. Dad Han sighed.

"Don't worry too much. These two doctors are top notch, and I believe that the operation will be successful. Gao Yue patted him.

"Shall we go down for a walk?" Han's father looked at him.

"Okay." Gao Yue nodded.

Before they knew it, they were back in the central garden of yesterday.

It's already early spring, and the weather in the south is still a little cold, and although the spring breeze is not as cold as the winter wind, it still makes people have to put up their collars to resist. Walking on the path of the garden, Gao Yue saw that the willow branches next to him seemed to have some new green, but the branches were still stiff and not soft enough. The sunlight is also faint, and many times it is blocked by a thick layer of things, which does not give you the warmth you want.

"There's a word for haze, alas...... The weather has been like this recently, it has been like this for more than a week, and the mood has been like this for more than a week...... "Dad Han actually confessed his thoughts to Gao Yue.

Gao Yue didn't answer right away, and walked with his head down.

A few trees as small as shrubs were sparsely arranged, their green and yellow leaves curled up as if they had been whipped by a strong wind. The edges of the leaves are surrounded by withering, and they lose their original freshness, making the whole tree look sick and unable to find any spring vitality.

On several occasions, Gao Yue had to look away in disappointment, trying to find something else that would make his eyes shine - perhaps his gaze was only for the special scenery in his mind, but it was not always satisfactory.

Just when Gao Yue was about to give up, there were a few more inconspicuous leaves that attracted him. It was a few very ordinary leaves, its structure was nothing special, a few dead leaves fluttered on a few bare branches, but in the middle of this almost withered tree, a few huge green leaves stood proudly on the sick branches, as if they were showing the beauty of the whole garden in their unique posture.

Gao Yue was excited, and looked at these leaves lovingly, as if he had met a friend in surprise. At this time, Han's father also seemed to notice these leaves.

Although it was a few leaves, its stubbornness was enough to make Gao Yue admire. Maybe it's waiting for something, waiting for its spring, breaking through layers of blockades, with its natural green pretty branches.

Dad Han also looked at these leaves, and became in a daze.

They saw an antique iron chair under the tree in front of them, so they walked over and sat down.

"I thought that there was only warmth and new life in the embrace of spring, you see...... As far as the eye could see, there were yellow and mutilated leaves falling from the molting old trunks, carrying with them the wreckage that had long since withered......" Han's father said suddenly.

"Especially in this spring when a hundred flowers are blooming, seeing this, I feel like my heart is about to lose something......" he said with a little sadness.

Gao Yue still didn't speak, he didn't expect that Dad Han would be so sentimental, I don't know if it was because he was old, he felt emotional, or if he had other intentions.

"This small leaf has ended its life in just one season, and finally fell back to its roots. I know...... There used to be green enthusiasm in its veins, and the joy of Ban Bar filled its small soul. It also danced in the spring of its birth, and has its own colorful youth. Han's voice was slow and lyrical.

Gao Yue turned his head to look at him, observing the old man in front of him again.

“…… In the scorching summer, the blazing dawn drained its energy, leaving only the memories of spring lingering; In the howling winter, the cold wind tore its body, and it could only watch its own fragrance pass away. But in those difficult days, it was determined to survive the winter...... To welcome the next spring, with all its strength, it did not let go, and with this glimmer of expectation, it clung to the branches, standing proudly in the hot sun, swaying in the cold wind......" Han's father continued.

Gao Yue noticed that the corners of his eyes were already glistening with tears.

"Now, when the spring breeze blows, it withers. It's not that you're tired because you've been standing for too long, and it's not that you're giving up because you're powerless......" he said slowly.

"I understand." Gao Yue suddenly grabbed his hand.

"The departure of the leaves is to use the power of concession to open up another fertile soil, and to hold up another spring with the abandonment of life." Dad Han raised his head and looked at Gao Yue.

Gao Yue nodded and looked into his eyes.

"This old leaf, I looked back and saw it...... More new shoots on the branches, the eyes longing for the blessings of spring, that is the power of a new life, just as it was before, vigorous and lush. Its insistence crumbled in that moment, and it understood the meaning of retreating...... Its retreat is for the germination of new shoots, and its fall is the sublimation of its short life. Even if you will be trampled underfoot, you will feel relieved. It knows that it is lucky, because it has one more spring than the other fallen leaves, and that spring runs in the heart of the immortal and never leaves. Although it will pay a great price, even if it is withered in the pursuit that he has insisted on for a long time, he has no regrets...... That's how life goes...... Your realm is higher than mine, I will work hard, don't worry. Gao Yue said emotionally.

"You see what I mean. Very good. I hope that everything entrusted to me will be worth it. Dad Han said meaningfully.

"Hmm...... You also saw those green leaves on the trunk of the tree, right? I think it's all over the place, in the midst of these green leaves...... I'm confident that I'll do it well. I thought about it all night last night, and I still think your suggestion is good, and I will now officially reply to you, and I accept your invitation. Gao Yue looked at him and replied in a firm tone.

"Okay, very good......" Han's father nodded with satisfaction.

Gao Yue lit a cigarette.

"I'll quit next week, do you have an office here?" Gao Yue asked.

"Not yet. You go look for it, I want to move the whole headquarters here. Han's father replied.

"How much area?" Gao Yue raised his head.

"It can accommodate more than 200 managers to work, at least 20,000 square meters. It's best to have an entire office building for rent, or, if the price is right, buy it. Dad Han nodded.

"Okay, I'll find out these days. Rest assured. Gao Yue took a puff of his cigarette.

"Oh yes, Ah Yun's case, I found something new." Gao Yue leaned into his ear and whispered for a few minutes.

After hearing this, Dad Han nodded, and fell into deep thought.

Gao Yue saw it in his eyes and felt that Dad Han's words today were very meaningful, maybe one day in the future, he would suddenly realize the true meaning of this.