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"When can I be transferred back to the capital?" He Teng was the first to speak up and ask.

Lan Li laughed at himself a bit when the topic of returning to the capital was mentioned, "It’s not likely at the moment."

Lan Li was quite clear about this outcome.

Although Gu En had managed to extricate himself from the Lan Song incident, everyone had truly shifted their focus onto him. Xing Ye had seized the opportunity to transfer him to S Province, and wouldn’t easily let him return to the capital.

Of course, the most important thing was that here in the capital, they wouldn’t give him the chance to intervene and help Gu En clear his name. Lan Li knew that the drug trafficking case was certainly still being investigated in the shadows.

"Today..." Lan Li hesitated when he thought of He Zhilan and then said, "I ran into your wife in the city today. When I encountered her, she was standing next to a pile of rubbish and threw away all her toys that seemed to be newly bought, even with the packaging bags unopened. At that time, she passed by me, she should have seen me, but it’s strange, she acted as if she didn’t recognize me, as if she didn’t recognize my aunt either. "

After a pause, Lan Li continued, "She must have seen me again when she came back, but when she opened the door and saw me just now, she seemed very surprised."

He Teng stopped in his tracks, furrowing his brows, "What are you trying to say?"

"Your wife is behaving a bit oddly, and it’s not just me who feels this way," Lan Li replied.

"Pfft—" He Teng snorted with a laugh that carried a tone of sarcasm through his nose but said nothing else.

These days, he had been with He Zhilan all the time. Where was He Zhilan being strange? He hadn’t noticed or felt anything odd about her.

It was normal for He Zhilan not to want to see the Gu Family’s people, and to pretend not to recognize them and ignore them upon seeing them.

However, the matter of throwing away the toys was something He Teng thought he should ask He Zhilan about later that night.

"You don’t believe it?" Lan Li asked back.

"I don’t believe it," He Teng didn’t hide his disbelief, "Outside of her work hours, she’s always with me. She’s my wife; I know her best."

After saying this, He Teng changed the subject, clearly not keen on delving into the topic of He Zhilan with Lan Li.

If there was anything odd about He Zhilan, He Teng had not noticed it. It was just that recently, she seemed to enjoy clinging to him more than usual.

He Teng planned to return home earlier tonight, considering how He Zhilan had been the night before. Thus, he didn’t linger long with everyone after dinner and found an excuse to head home.

Upon opening the door, the first thing he did was to look for his little wife.

No one was in the living room, kitchen, or bathroom, so he went back to the bedroom.

As he entered, he saw He Zhilan, who had already taken a bath and changed into her pajamas, lying on the bed flipping through a new book she had bought.

She was wearing a nightgown, her back to the bedroom door, lying on the bed, her legs playfully knocking about and occasionally kicking. He Teng, standing at the door, could even catch a glimpse of her light blue panties beneath her nightgown.

"Zhilan," He Teng walked in, his lips curling into a smile, "What are you reading so intently?"

Upon hearing his voice, He Zhilan turned her head to look at He Teng who was entering, smiled, and lifted the book on the bed to show him its cover, "You’re home so early today!"

"Yeah." He Teng nodded, sitting down beside her, unsurprised that as soon as he settled, He Zhilan quickly turned around and laid her head on his leg, smiling at him especially sweetly as if she was afraid he would push her away.

Her hair had just been washed not long ago, and when he reached out, he could feel that her long hair was still slightly damp, making it seem even softer and cooler to the touch.

"Lan Li just told me he saw you throwing away new toys by the rubbish pile?" He Teng casually took a dry towel and dabbed at the tips of He Zhilan’s hair while he asked.