Zhao Xiaoli stood beside Lv Beiguang, lowered her head, and whispered, "Thank you, Uncle Lv."
"No problem, I'll go in with you later. If you have anything to say, say it quickly."
"Mm, I understand." Zhao Xiaoli was filled with fear, feeling lost and uncertain about the future.
After waiting for about fifteen minutes, Wang Dajiang came out, a smile covering his face, completely different from his demeanor yesterday.
"Are you the ones wanting to see Zhao Xiwang and his wife?"
"Yes, sorry for the trouble, comrade. Have a cigarette," Lv Beiguang said, offering a pack of cigarettes.
Wang Dajiang accepted it with a smile, "You'll have to wait a bit longer; the couple isn't kept together. Let me take you to a room to wait."
Lv Beiguang expressed his thanks and followed Wang Dajiang.
The two of them were placed in a room with only one table and two chairs.
