For a moment, everyone in the room was a bit stunned.
A dark light flashed across Yu Jinghan's deep eyes, and then he smiled and stepped forward: "Anan, you have a guest? Hello, Captain Ye."
His demeanor was just like that of the man of the house.
He walked over and placed the packed meal on the coffee table, unobtrusively pushing the porridge aside, then he spoke: "You sit down, why are you standing there?"
"Anan, Captain Ye is here to visit Grandma, how could you not even pour a glass of water."
As he said this, he went to the side, poured a glass of water, and then walked over to hand it to Ye Qinghao: "Captain Ye, have some water."
Ye Qinghao looked at his host-like appearance and felt uncomfortable inside.
Suddenly he thought of the last time Yu Jinghan went to the police station, entertaining him as An Lan's superior...
Times change, and now it's his turn.
So... this feeling is like someone pricking your heart with a needle, sharp pain...
