Director Cai used to swing his arms rigorously when walking. He wore a public security uniform and had a majestic background, with Ye Jian's most familiar temperament, but just like steel.

Director Cai is a veteran who has been transferred to the post.

Thinking of this, Ye Jian's eyes became a little darker... Her facial features were very similar to her mother. Grandpa Gen said that whenever he knew his mother's old friend, he would definitely know whose daughter she was whenever he saw her.

Could it be that the Director Cai, who has been transferred from a veteran, knows his mother?

Could it be a coincidence?

But I had no choice but to doubt it, because the look of Director Cai looking at him was indeed missing an old friend through her.

Could it be my own mother? Could it be that coincidence?

She knew too little about her mother, so she obviously suspected that her mother's death was likely to be related to Old Lady Ye and Sun Yaozu, but she didn't know where to start investigating.

For a moment, Ye Jian's calm mood became a little unstable.

Although his mood was unstable, and there was even some expectation, Ye Jian sat in the casual round chair in the hotel room while Director Cai raised his hand. As soon as he sat down, he raised his eyes slightly and met Director Cai's eyes full of memories.

It was actually getting late, so she had to go to find the director. Although she was expecting her, she couldn't be sure that Director Cai knew her mother, so she still didn't have to keep too much hope.

In just a few seconds, Ye Jian adjusted his slightly chaotic mood and returned to calm.

Director Cai did not see that her mood had just fluctuated. He was still thinking about his thoughts. All the memories that buried deep in his memory surged up. If he saw Ye Jian for the first time, he felt that she was like an old friend, as the memories deepened, he really felt that Ye Jian was the daughter of his old friend.

Otherwise, how could it be so similar!

However, they once received news that their friend of old friends died in an accident. Comrade Xiao Ye, who is similar to his old friends, is... no, he still has to be steady. If you observe carefully, you will mention it again.

The room was very quiet. Seeing that Director Cai had not spoken for a long time, Ye Jian couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw that he was deeply trapped in memories.

It was just such a subtle action that surprised Director Cai even more.

It looks more similar, more like it. When frowning, it looks more like your old friend... In addition to the different expressions between your eyebrows and eyes, the facial features are really carved out from the same mold as the old friend.

Although his facial features are similar, he is not as good as his spirit. Comrade Ye in front of him has cold eyebrows, like green pine and proud snow, while his old friend's eyebrows are gentle, like the first blooming of red plums, and there is also the tenderness of a woman between his eyebrows.

Comrade Ye didn't, delicate, beautiful eyebrows and eyes were hard, and his eyes were even more keen and deep. Although there was a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, his cold temperament had already kept a certain distance from others.

Looking at the faces that were increasingly overlapping with the faces of old friends in my memory, Director Cai's mood was a little uneasy for a moment.

He didn't say anything, and Ye Jian, who was so calm, didn't say anything. He even picked up the teapot on the square table and poured him a cup of cold boiled water.

The meticulous sound of water injection made Director Cai’s gaze slightly, and his eyes moved from his young face to the teacup. His gentle voice sighed with nostalgia, "I’m sorry, I’m a little rude."

"You are polite." Ye Jian is not a person who is curious about other people's private affairs. Even though he can see that Director Cai missed his old friends, he had no intention of knowing them.
Chapter completed!