Chapter 119

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 Many memories flashed in Ji Tingyu's mind, so long and blurred that it seemed that many years had passed, but it was only a few months since the monkey passed away.

  "Sun Jingping, who is twenty-five years old, is so charming."

  It's a pity that he can only put on the disguise of doing nothing later, and be a useless one-eyed gag, naively thinking that he will not be used by William.

  "It sounds like another person." He Zhuo also felt embarrassed.

  "Why do you think William chose him to be an undercover agent in the first place, and why Xiao Yang fell in love with him at first sight and stayed with him for so many years. He was the best newcomer reporter of our class, just standing there was dazzling enough."

  "Xiaoyu, have you ever thought that we can all come back, maybe he..." He Zhuo said halfway, but Ji Tingyu already understood what he meant, and opened his eyes wide as if enlightened.

  "That's right! We can come back, why can't he, I'll go back to China to find Mr. Zang, and I can eliminate his suffering during his lifetime."

  "You can't." He Zhuo stopped him.

  "Why?"

  "Your ties are too shallow, so it can only be done by his lover."

  After speaking, the two turned their heads at the same time, looking at the lamb who was helping under the truck.

  Since the monkey passed away, he has been sending some fresh beef to the base from time to time. He just came here this morning and heard that they were going to support Mosera. Without saying a word, he put down his things and helped load the goods together. His hand was cut by the box He didn't make a sound, just found a gauze wrap and continued to work. He was a very good child.

  "He's too young..."

  In the dream, everything that He Zhuo has experienced is vivid, Ji Tingyu can't bear to suffer this kind of suffering at a young age, and he wouldn't be willing if the monkey was around.

  "But he has a right to know."

  He Zhuo brushed up the broken hair by his ear, and said in the tone of someone who has been there: "He has the right to know that the monkey may come back. As for whether to do it or not, it is up to him to decide."

  It would be really cruel not to even tell him this possibility.

  Perhaps it was because the eyes of the two were too hot, Xiao Yang suddenly stopped carrying things, looked at them, and smiled shyly with a dimple the size of a grain of rice.

  "Director Ji, did I, did I cause you trouble?"

  "No, we want to thank you for your help."

  Ji Tingyu shook his head again and again, the two kittens in his head were struggling and tugging, as if they were determined to walk towards him.

  "I'll come, don't make things difficult."

  He Zhuo was one step ahead of him and called Xiao Yang into the office.

  Ten minutes later, the conversation was drawing to a close.

  He Zhuo sat on both sides of the table facing him and explained everything to him.

  The lamb lowered its head, and kept digging its hands into its palms, as if its soul had already left its body due to shock, unable to digest the horrific information.

  He Zhuo took off his cuff buttons, put them on the table and pushed them to him.

  "If you intend to go, I will help you arrange everything. Give this to Mr. Zang, and he will know your purpose."

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