Yan Luoxi's expression carried a cold smile, "Protection or surveillance, Officer Han knows very well. That couple was searched out from my hotel last time. Perhaps you have long thought that I am the mastermind behind this operation."
Han Zheng pursed his lips tightly. It was understandable for Yan Luoxi to think this way because several leaders at the police station believed so, given that Yan Luoxi's mother was Fu Xuan.
Back then, when Fu Xuan was executed at the border, Yan Luoxi disappeared for six whole years. Now that she's back, it was inevitable to wonder if she had fallen to the same depths as her mother.
But he never thought that way. At the beginning of Yan Luoxi's return to the country, he had been with her all along. He knew exactly what kind of person she was. She was clear about love and hate, and she did not have an anti-social personality. How could she possibly do such a thing?
