Feng Jin's news is kept secret from the outside world, and no one knows her experience this time.
After psychotherapy, she returned to work.
Fortunately, the filming on Duohe Island was coming to an end, and she only needed to shoot a few more shots.
Li Shou's funeral was seven days later, and Feng Jin also asked for leave to attend.
Originally, Yan Zhan was not open to the public.
Feng Jin only found out about it through Feng Qian.
She also promised here that she would not reveal any information about the Alien Management Bureau to the outside world.
The Alien Management Bureau has a special cemetery, which is also located on Yunwu Mountain.
There are countless unknown heroes in cemeteries.
They have no names, no photos, only numbers.
On the day of the burial, Fatty Sun's injuries were still not healed. He came from the hospital still in a wheelchair.
Colleagues from the Foreign Affairs Bureau pushed the wheelchair for him, and everyone mourned at Li Shou's grave.
The weather was not good today. During the burial, it rained heavily and dark clouds covered the sun.
Yan Zhan wanted to hold an umbrella for Manshu, but Manshu took out an umbrella himself.
"Uncle Third, it's raining too hard. It's inconvenient for two people to use one umbrella."
What's more, as the deputy bureau, Yan Zhan is in charge of everything in the bureau, and he will also preside over the funeral.
Everyone silently presented a white flower to Li Shou.
After the funeral, the sky cleared up quickly.
They don't have that much time to mourn the death of their companions, because they still have to interrogate the captured people next. Although the experimental base was destroyed, who knows how many people besides Dr. Miller have the laboratory information.
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While Yan Zhan was busy, Manshu's admission notice finally arrived.
Undoubtedly Teito University.
Her No. 1 Scholar Banquet is about to be held, and the old man is actively posting.
However, the old man also discovered that Yan Zhan was away from home these days.
It's hard to see him even once, but when he comes back once, he still looks tired.
The night before the No. 1 Scholar Banquet, Yan Zhan finally finished handling the matters at hand and returned home.
"What's going on? Your kid hasn't even returned home these days. Manshu's grandma and grandpa are here. Don't you know?"
Yan Zhan rubbed his eyebrows: "Where is he?"
Manshu didn't say anything. He was so busy these days that he didn't pay attention.
The old man has arrived in city C. Logically speaking, he should pick him up at the airport.
"I don't live at home, I live in the house in Manshu Sijin Community."
Of course Mr. Yan wanted Manshu to live at home, but the two old men obviously didn't want to live with him.
Grandma Yan, grandma and grandpa, live at home.
Uncle Yan, aunt, uncle, aunt, and cousin all live in the hotel.
Yan Zhan nodded, went back upstairs and took a shower. He didn't even have time to dry his hair before he called Manshu.
"Uncle San?" Manshu's voice came through the phone.
"Are grandma and grandma and grandpa here?" Yan Zhan asked her softly, feeling that the fatigue from several days of busy work had disappeared.
"Well, I just came back from a walk."
Manshu glanced at the living room, where the old people were watching TV.
My uncle and aunt are also here and have not returned to the hotel for the time being.
"I am going now."
Yan Zhan said this, and Manshu certainly agreed.
Originally, she had to go back there tonight, and she would have to do all her styling work there tomorrow.
After hanging up the phone, she went out and talked to everyone.
"You haven't seen anyone else in the past few days. He's like this. Manman, are you sure you want to get engaged to him regardless of worldly judgment and public opinion?"
Professor Yan looked at Manshu seriously, hoping that she would think carefully before making a decision.