She smashed her phone and suddenly burst into tears.
Xu Yunci was about to step forward to ask, but Luo Yinghe held her back.
"What on earth is wrong with Qinghe?"
Luo Yinghe replied irritably, "God knows."
The last time Luo Qinghe shed tears was when her mother passed away; she was a proud and strong person, bleeding but never crying.
To be honest, seeing her cry so desperately, Luo Yinghe felt quite pleased, "Crying like my old man just died."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Xu Yunci scolded her.
She huffed and stormed into the house.
Past eleven at night, Xiao Zhong returned from the Traffic Division, as there was a case, and several members of the Criminal Investigation Team were working overtime.
Captain Cheng stopped his work, "How is it?"
Xiao Zhong took a sip of water, "It's not a simple hit-and-run."
"What do you mean?"
