Xiao Lijin walked up to the woman, took a check and a piece of paper out from his pocket, wrote down a number, and handed it to her:
"Thanks for your help, this is what you deserve."
The woman took it and saw it was a million. She was dumbfounded, but by the time she came to her senses, that god-like figure had already left in a helicopter.
All of this felt like a dream.
On the plane, Xiao Lijin looked at Bai Qingzhu and the child, holding them tightly. "Zhang Guangming has been captured, no need to worry anymore."
Bai Qingzhu finally understood why he insisted on capturing Zhang Guangming. Such a threat was too dangerous; as long as he was around, others' lives could still be at risk.
Everyone returned safely, and Madam Xiao hadn't slept well. With the support of Pan Xueqin and Xiao Delu, she came before them.
Seeing the child in Bai Qingzhu's arms sleeping soundly, as if nothing had ever happened, her tears finally flowed down.
"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."
