In a muddle, Zhou Jin felt that in the past few months, she seemed like a different person, so unfamiliar that remembering it, even she couldn't recognize herself.
She wasn't like this before.
She was a dutiful wife in her husband's heart, a serious yet lively mother in her son's eyes, at work, she was meticulous, leaving no room for mistakes.
Otherwise, as a woman, she couldn't have climbed to this position step by step.
But what happened to her in these months?
After receiving the news of Mu Shengfeng's sacrifice, Zhou Jin's vision went dark, her first reaction was that it was impossible.
Upon further inquiries, most were bad news, the only good news was a mere "His body hasn't been found yet, so it doesn't rule out the possibility that he's alive."
But it was that sentence that supported Zhou Jin through the torturous nights afterward.
Later, it was the destruction of that transnational drug cartel.
