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Han Zhijin had just turned onto the road leading to the Han Family's old residence when he saw, through the windshield, Lu Yangui standing under a streetlamp a few dozen meters away.
Without thinking, Han Zhijin stepped on the brake and stopped the car. He looked at his mother through the window for a long time before he stepped on the gas again.
The car came to a steady stop in front of Lu Yangui. Through the glass, Lu Yangui looked at her son sitting in the car, her eyes tense and fearful, hesitating for a long time, not daring to approach.
Seeing his mother like this made Han Zhijin both distressed and angry. He turned his head away, seemingly indifferent for quite a while, before finally opening the door and getting out of the car.
He walked around the front of the car, heading toward Lu Yangui.
