For a moment, she withdrew her gaze.
"Hurry up!"
Work couldn't be delayed, only by hurrying could she return quickly.
...
...
In the dining room.
Gan Yuan tilted her head, watching through the floor-to-ceiling window as the car grew distant, not until it turned a corner into the other side of the forest did she slowly draw back her gaze, quickly finished her breakfast, and immediately looked over to her son.
"Where's your computer?"
"Upstairs."
The little fellow lifted his face from the breakfast plate, "What's wrong?"
"I need it!"
Gan Yuan stood up, hurried upstairs, fetched her son's tablet, and immediately went back to her own house, locked the door, and deftly keyed in a string of addresses on the keyboard.
She searched everywhere but didn't find anything of value.
Ever since Huangfu Jue's father took power, relying on his iron-fisted style and management capabilities, the country's economy and other aspects all gradually got back on track.