On the verge of widowhood

Before Bai Qing could say anything, he saw the man in the white robe approaching quickly, and ordered Su Shengjin sternly: "Don't raise your legs indiscriminately when you're wearing a skirt!"

Su Shengjin put down his bent legs with a flat mouth and sat down in the posture of a primary school student: "The guest wants to get in touch with the outside world."

By the time Bai Qing finally made a phone call to ask for leave from the bureau, it was almost early morning.

Holding a cup of coffee, Su Shengjin counted the stars in boredom. The white-robed man's displeasure was already written on his face, and Su Shengjin pretended not to notice it.

Bai Qing felt that the atmosphere was not right, and when he was about to lift his legs and slip away, Su Shengjin grabbed his sleeve: "Sit with me for a while, I really haven't seen a man for a long time."

The white-robed man let out a cold snort and walked away.