Ye Zhiwei came to the commander's mansion. I saw Wu Yangyang for the first time.

When she saw Wu Yangyang, her state was not as bad as Ye Zhiwei imagined.

"What kind of wind is blowing today, you guys really came over to comfort me one by one, are you afraid that I won't be able to open it?" The corners of Wu Yangyang's mouth led to a self-deprecating smile.

Ye Zhilu sat down next to her and said softly: "I think you must be uncomfortable today, you are a talker, you have to talk about something in your heart, otherwise it will suffocate you." ”

Wu Yangyang raised his little face, looking light and light.

"You guys are really more considerate than the other, I'm fine, what's even more difficult than this is when I was seventeen years old, my family was ruined and I lived on the streets, but I survived. There's no hurdle you can't get over, and you have to go on, don't you? ”

Seeing her like this, Ye Zhiqi couldn't put his mind at ease.

"Haven't you found out the news yet?"

Hearing this, Wu Yangyang lowered his eyes and played with his nails carelessly.

"I asked Quan Xiao to stop the investigation and let my dad be buried earlier, after all, my dad worked hard for most of his life, and he finally got out of prison, and he left before he had time to enjoy a day of happiness."

"I don't want to continue to toss him after he dies, so let him settle down sooner."

Ye Zhilu frowned puzzledly: "But let the murderer get away with it like this, if Uncle Wu knew about it, he wouldn't rest in peace." ”

"We are not in a position to kill the murderer now, but we must make him pay the due price for what he has done, and if he is not arrested and brought to justice, he will probably continue to hurt other innocent people in the future!"

Wu Yangyang was slightly stunned, her hand playing with her nails pinched her fingertips, and after a while, she slowly let go of her fingers, and the blood quickly filled her nail prints.

Wu Yangyang sighed earnestly and said, "Do you know, there are some things I can't tell you, my father's matter is too difficult......

"Maybe it's a debt."

Wu Yangyang raised his little face, looking light and light.

"You guys are really more considerate than the other, I'm fine, what's even more difficult than this is when I was seventeen years old, my family was ruined and I lived on the streets, but I survived. There's no hurdle you can't get over, and you have to go on, don't you? ”

Seeing her like this, Ye Zhiqi couldn't put his mind at ease.

"Haven't you found out the news yet?"

Hearing this, Wu Yangyang lowered his eyes and played with his nails carelessly.

"I asked Quan Xiao to stop the investigation and let my dad be buried earlier, after all, my dad worked hard for most of his life, and he finally got out of prison, and he left before he had time to enjoy a day of happiness."

"I don't want to continue to toss him after he dies, so let him settle down sooner."

Ye Zhilu frowned puzzledly: "But let the murderer get away with it like this, if Uncle Wu knew about it, he wouldn't rest in peace." ”

"We are not in a position to kill the murderer now, but we must make him pay the due price for what he has done, and if he is not arrested and brought to justice, he will probably continue to hurt other innocent people in the future!"

Wu Yangyang was slightly stunned, her hand playing with her nails pinched her fingertips, and after a while, she slowly let go of her fingers, and the blood quickly filled her nail prints.

Wu Yangyang sighed earnestly and said, "Do you know, there are some things I can't tell you, my father's matter is too difficult......

"Maybe it's a debt."