"We came here last time, didn't we? It seems Fang the Boss personally took action and smashed the plaque."
Dong Yunyu said, "And now they've replaced it with a new one."
Fang Che stood with his hands behind his back, gazing coldly at the plaque that had once again been given a fresh new look. He said indifferently, "After something happened to me, Fang Wang Residence was smashed into ruins. Later, once my name was cleared, someone rebuilt it."
"So I don't want to go in."
Fang Che said coldly, "It's no longer my Fang Wang Residence. Tell Chief Commander Zhao tonight to tear it down."
Mo Ganyun and the others felt somewhat reluctant, but said nothing.
This place carried a beautiful memory. Tearing it down would be a pity.
But if they left it standing, Fang Che would never return, and even less would he acknowledge it.
"Who exactly smashed it back then? The people who took part in the destruction weren't being held accountable?"
Xue Huanhuan asked.
"Forget it."
Fang Che shook his head. "We probably don't need to hold them accountable anymore."
Everyone laughed, though their smiles were somewhat forced.
That night, after speaking with Zhao Shanhe, Zhao Shanhe firmly refused. "No! This is a trace of Chief Fang's presence in East Lake! No one is allowed to touch it! Even if you never live there for the rest of your life, even if you never acknowledge it for the rest of your life, the fact that Fang Wang Residence once existed here cannot be erased."
"As for the people who took part in smashing Fang Wang Residence back then, those who are still alive are all undergoing reform through labor now..." Zhao Shanhe grimaced.
"..."
The group didn't know what to say.
Zhao Shanhe thanked them