Prison.
Vice Officer Li stood outside the main entrance, waiting. At that moment, a black luxury business car came to a stop, and the driver respectfully opened the rear door. Feng Yueming was the first to step out.
Feng Yueming extended his large palm, followed by a slender small hand reaching out from within. Mi Yao, too, emerged from the vehicle. She was wearing a beige coat, which matched nicely with the man's black coat.
"Young Commander, wife," Vice Officer Li approached them.
Even though Vice Officer Li didn't like Mi Yao, that didn't alter the fact that Mi Yao had become the Young Commander's Wife, and he had to address her with respect as "wife".
Feng Yueming held onto the woman's fragile, boneless little hand and led her up the steps with a firm stride, not glancing sideways as he slightly parted his lips, "What's the situation now?"
"Young Commander, Lady Su is still in jail. Su Fu and Wang Cuiqin haven't left; the situation is at a stalemate."
"Understood."
