Chapter 691: Mingyue Enters the Lord’s Heart (24): Questions From the Depths of the Soul, Let’s Report!

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He Chen wasn’t familiar with Qu Zixiao’s friends, since he had never introduced her to them, and she wasn’t interested in them either.

Just like how Qu Zixiao didn’t know which university He Chen once attended, He Chen also didn’t know what his friends did.

Compared to Qu Zixiao, He Chen was more knowledgeable about Madam Qu’s friends.

She nodded slightly at the other party, perhaps just a little more friendly than towards strangers. After taking Pan Mingyue inside, she continued talking on the phone with Qin Ran. “Yes, I saw her. Wait a minute, I’ll bring her in first.”

Her ident.i.ty was originally open and transparent, without a need to hide it.

The two entered, and the big iron door was closed again.

Qu Zixiao’s friends stood outside the door, frozen for a long moment, before they exchanged glances. The taller man slowly said, “Was that Zixiao’s ex-wife just now?”

He was in disbelief.

The other man paused for a second and then slowly nodded. There were often almost no secrets in the circle, and everyone knew about the grand wedding. Qu Zixiao’s friends were in complete disbelief. After all, they never imagined He Chen would be so powerful.

They paused for a while, then walked to the left of the door and asked the guard how they could visit the prison.

In general, heavy-duty prisons didn’t belong to any country and were jointly established by dozens of countries. The prisoners weren’t simple characters, so it wasn’t easy to visit them.

These two people were former admirers of Ouyang Wei who had heard about this place after much difficulty.

The old guard was reading a cartoon with squinted eyes. He paused a long while before slowly saying, “It won’t work without our boss’s handwritten commands.”

“Who is your boss?” The two people had naturally researched about the heavy-duty prison and knew that their system was different from China’s.

“The one wearing a beige windbreaker and a floral skirt just now.” The old man took a puff of the dry cigarette and knocked on his pipe. “If there’s nothing else, don’t block my light.”

The two men stepped aside subconsciously and stood on the side of the road.

They had both clearly heard the man.

The person wearing a floral skirt and a beige windbreaker. Wasn’t it He Chen?

The taller man stared at the gate for a long time before he took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Qu Zixiao—

[I just saw your ex-wife at the heavy-duty prison… How did you manage to marry her last time?]

…

The entire heavy-duty prison building wasn’t very high.

He Chen had a separate lounge where she took Pan Mingyue over to chat.

“Drink a gla.s.s of milk first.” After inviting Pan Mingyue to sit on the sofa, she handed her a gla.s.s of milk, then turned around and took another gla.s.s of boiled water. “I know what happened to Lu Zhaoying. The support team will arrive in the afternoon, it should be no problem.”

Pan Mingyue held the gla.s.s of milk and slowly drank it, her eyelashes drooping and covering her dark and beautiful eyes.

“Sister Chen, can I go back to China with you?” After a long while, she turned towards He Chen. “I’ve already verified the inspection work here. I only have to hand the last procedures to my team’s deputy.”

He Chen glanced at her in surprise but didn’t refuse. She finished her gla.s.s of water and tapped on the gla.s.s without asking further. “I still have a few matters to attend to and will only leave tomorrow after finis.h.i.+ng them. You can take a shower first and rest.”

At the same time, Lu Zhaoying, who had slept all night, finally woke up at the border hospital.

When he didn’t see the person he wanted to see, he sat up immediately and scanned the entire room. Seeing the woman, he pressed his temple and asked, “Where is she?”

“Who?” The woman put down the apple in her hand and asked.

Frowning, the light in Lu Zhaoying’s eyes dimmed, and he laid back down again. “Why is it you?”

“Who else could it be?” The woman glanced at him.

Old Zhang, who had just come in from outside, naturally knew who Lu Zhaoying was talking about. He quickly put down a gla.s.s of water and said, “Team Leader Pan took care of you last night before going back. The reinforcements have arrived, and Team Leader Pan is alright too.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoying’s p.r.i.c.kly face finally eased.

As for Pan Mingyue, she returned to China with He Chen the next day.

After returning to China, she began sorting out the border cases, reporting them to the headquarters, and then recording the details of everyone in the database. She was so busy that, only after a week later when Luo Qian returned, she found out Lu Zhaoying had returned as well.

“Another first-cla.s.s merit.” Feng Loucheng couldn’t help but pat her head. He wanted to say something else but thought otherwise in the end. “Come home for dinner tonight.”

Pan Mingyue’s first first-cla.s.s merit had been obtained from the loss of three family members and her personal losses. This was her second first-cla.s.s merit. Compared to last time, she had obviously grown a lot this time, and only had a casualty rate of 1.

“No, I haven’t finished writing the details of the file.” Pan Mingyue shook her head and refused.

Looking at her, Feng Loucheng suddenly thought of something. He fell silent and let her leave.

Once she left, he glanced out of the window at the cloudy sky. Sighing deeply, he continued pondering about Pan Mingyue’s promotion.

Although she was young and hadn’t been in the Inspection Inst.i.tute for long, her first-cla.s.s merit was well-deserved. Few people in the Inspection Inst.i.tute achieved such merits, but Pan Mingyue had jumped three levels from an intern to a team leader. Now, just a month later, she was going to be promoted again. Even Feng Loucheng felt it was a little exaggerated, so he had put it aside for now.

He would let Pan Mingyue calm down for a while since it wasn’t good to show off her abilities too much.

…

It was drizzling lightly outside, but she didn’t have an umbrella. Walking slowly, she saw the tramp still standing at the intersection, holding an umbrella a kind person had left him.

Pan Mingyue was busy looking at him and naturally didn’t see a car driving past. The person in the driver’s seat slowed down, but he leaned down to pick something up and accidentally ran into Pan Mingyue in a blind spot.

Aware that he was in a serious accident, the driver stepped on the brakes and rushed out without an umbrella to hold Pan Mingyue up. “Miss, are you alright? Let me take you to the hospital!”

Pan Mingyue’s arm was numb from falling to the ground, and her clean professional uniform was also dirtied.

“I’m okay.” She smiled apologetically at the driver, her eyes clean and beautiful. “I was in a trance just now. There’s no need to go to the hospital.”

“But…” The driver was about to say something, but he was in too much of a rush. In the end, he apologized again to her and left hurriedly after leaving a business card.

Pan Mingyue pressed her arm where a wound had appeared. She would have to go back and examine the redness and swelling.

After she left, the tramp opposite her stared after her back. Thinking about it, he took out a very old-fas.h.i.+oned cell phone whose lock screen page was a photo of a family of four. He clicked on the address book and sent a message to one of the numbers.

…

Pan Mingyue walked to the bus stop sign, but because she was a little dirty, she didn’t sit down and just stood aside to wait.

After less than two minutes, a Cayenne suddenly stopped beside her.

Stunned, she watched as the door opened and Lu Zhaoying got out of the car to stride towards her.

“Where did you get hurt?” Seeing that the piece of clothing on her arm was torn, he was about to reach out when he thought of something and suddenly put down his hand in a daze.

Looking up, Pan Mingyue stared at him and listened to his anxious tone. The arm that hadn’t hurt much just now suddenly started to throb painfully, and even her eyes turned a little wet with tears.

“Hey, don’t cry. What happened?” Lu Zhaoying couldn’t help but chide softly, always maintaining his composure in front of her.

“Nothing.” Pan Mingyue wiped her eyes. “My arm just hurts.”

“Did you b.u.mp against something?” Lu Zhaoying examined her arm. “Get in the car first, let me take a look.”

Once the black Cayenne drove away, those waiting for the bus who hadn’t dared say anything couldn’t help but stare at it.

In the back seat of the car, the chauffeur drove while Lu Zhaoying took out a spare medicine box. “Let me see your injury.”

He carefully rolled up Pan Mingyue’s sleeves, only to find that a piece of her skin was rubbed open. It was a little bruised and slightly swollen, which looked very dazzling against the contrast of her white and slender arms.

Lu Zhaoying originally specialized in medicine and was very experienced. He didn’t see any fractures and carefully applied ointment to her minor injuries.

Then, he looked up at her, whose mood had already stabilized.

This was the second time he had seen her cry.

On the way, the two didn’t speak further. When the car stopped, Pan Mingyue realized that this was Qin Ran’s house.

There were many people here today, including Lin Siran and Chang Ning, all of whom Pan Mingyue recognized.

She went in and changed into Qin Ran’s clothes.

Sitting on the sofa alone, Cheng Ziyu saw Pan Mingyue come down and stretched out his pair of lotus arms for a hug. His eyes flashed and dazzled like that of a doll.

He was almost three months old now and seemed to have his own thoughts. He didn’t like being hugged anymore, and he much preferred sitting alone and thinking deeply. Other than Qin Ran and Cheng Juan, it was difficult for anyone else to hug him, but Pan Mingyue was an exception.

After all, she was the only woman who could make his mom compromise.

After eating, Lu Zhaoying was called up by Cheng Juan for questioning, and Pan Mingyue returned to her dormitory.

Cheng Jin sent her back.

Qin Ran didn’t stop her, either.

On the way back, she received Chang Ning’s drunk routine call. “Mingyue, are you interested in…”

“Yes,” Pan Mingyue replied this time without even thinking about it.

She had wanted to be an inspector because of Pan Mingxuan’s dream and for the inheritance.

But after the border incident, she really understood the position and developed an interest in 129.

Chang Ning could barely believe it. Putting down his chopsticks, he drank the gla.s.s of wine in his hand, put it on the table with a “pop”, and looked up directly. “Wait, I’ll go over there now. You’ll report to me on the dark street!”

Before Pan Mingyue could say anything, he hung up.

Twenty minutes later, a car stopped at the intersection. Pan Mingyue walked to the door of the dormitory and saw Madam Feng waiting at the door.

“Madam Feng.” She politely greeted her.

Pan Mingyue seemed extremely calm as if she was greeting an ordinary pa.s.serby.

Madam Feng was carrying a bag, which contained a necklace of a certain luxury jewelry brand. She handed the bag to Pan Mingyue and said, “Your Uncle Feng said during dinner tonight that today is your birthday. This is my present for you.”

She wanted to thank her for doing as she promised, and not entangling with Feng Ci anymore.

“No, I don’t celebrate my birthday.” Pan Mingyue turned around distantly.

She was about to leave when a harsh brake sounded, and a black car stopped not far away. The back seat’s window lowered, revealing Chang Ning’s face. “Mingyue, hurry up and follow me to report!”