That night.
County Suburbs.
Just after eight.
The sky had gone dark, and the moonlight was obscured by clouds, appearing and disappearing faintly.
Dong Xuebin drove into the residential compound where Mother Jiang lived. After thinking it over, he felt it was inappropriate, so he backed up and drove the Land Rover out again, parking it in a nearby alley before walking into the compound. It could not be helped; the car was simply too conspicuous. Who in the Zhenshui County government offices did not know it was Dong Xuebin's car? He had only come to County Chief Jiang's mother's home because the old lady had Alzheimer's, and Dong Xuebin looked a lot like Sister Jiang's late husband. He was here to help Sister Jiang deal with her, which was not exactly something that could be brought into the open. Naturally, no one could know. It was better to keep a low profile.
Inside the old apartment building.
Dong Xuebin went upstairs and knocked on the door.
With a creak, the door opened.
Jiang Fangfang was the one who came out. She was dressed casually, wearing tight-fitting workout pants and a short-sleeved athletic T-shirt.
"Sister Jiang—Fangfang." He had called her wrong, so Dong Xuebin hurriedly corrected himself.
Jiang Fangfang stepped aside calmly. "Come in. Just look at your complexion."
Dong Xuebin truly was exhausted, but he still forced a smile. "It's really nothing. I can rest after tomorrow."
"After tomorrow?" Jiang Fangfang looked him up and down. "I don't think you can even make it through today. Work can't be delayed, but no matter what, your health is more important. If Old Zheng hadn't called me, I wouldn't even have known. Sit down. I'll make you something to eat. What do you want?"
"Anything is fine."
"Then leftovers it is."