***
Mai Xiaomai felt quite complex hearing this news.
The waves of the Yangtze River push each other forward, feeling both happy and lost, she thought she had truly become dispensable.
In the past, she had to handle both big and small cases at the unit, it was exhausting and tiring, yet she felt fulfilled and a sense of accomplishment, believing she was indispensable.
Now, ha ha!
Carrying the little Dark Wolf, she arrived in front of the familiar office, where the lights were on.
Looking inside through the window.
Tan Xianmei was sitting in the spot that used to be Mai Xiaomai's, facing the computer, her fingers flying across the keyboard, presumably organizing case data.
Seeing her sitting in her spot, Mai Xiaomai's heart felt a bit uncomfortable.
She walked closer to the door.
Sensing someone, Tan Xianmei was startled, looked up, and upon seeing her, wore a face full of surprise, hurriedly shut off the computer, stood up, and stammered, "Mai Jie, why are you here?"
