e was a knock on the door. 。Knock knock 。Come in 。She spoke softly. 。The door creaked open and Zhang Sao walked in, carrying a tray. As she placed it on the table, she said, "Madam, I made some chil...Also luckily, everything wasn't too late, and he still had time to remedy it all. 。He made up his mind in secret, he would definitely make up for everything he had missed with his mother and be a filial son. 。Fu Shaoqing left the dressing table and looked at other places. Every place seemed to hold memories from his childhood, and could also evoke his imagination. 。He stayed in the room for a long time before finally leaving and returning to his study. 。Fu Shaoqing walked to the bookshelf, opened the glass cabinet door and took out an album. 。This photo album is a record of his life from childhood to adulthood, containing photos of him and his parents. 。He hasn't had a photo taken in maybe 10 years. 。When he had nothing to do, he took the photo album and sat down at the table, opening it up and looking through the pictures. 。Most of the photos in the album are his, interspersed with a few of his parents. 。Fu Shaoqing flipped through the pages one by one, each photo holding a happy memory. 。
The last photo was a graduation picture of him. 。
He grew even more resistant to being photographed after that, so there are no pictures of him. 。The thick photo album was only two-thirds full, the rest was brand new and unused. 。It seems like he'll still need to take some photos to fill in the rest. 。Fu Shaoqing turned the photo album to the last page, just about to close it when he realized that the back page seemed a little lighter. 。This photo album has glass covers, both front and back. It is the same length, width, and height, so it should weigh the same. 。Fu Shaoqing opened the photo album, closed it again, flipped to the first page and opened it again. 。The weight is indeed different, both the front and back pages have glass, so the problem might be with the paper. 。He picked up the photo album, his hand tracing back and forth over the last page as if searching for something specific, a soft tap accompanying each movement. 。
He noticed that the sound coming from one corner was different from the rest. Fu Shaoqing looked towards the corner and sure enough, it seemed like that area had been patched over recently. >>> 。What should be kept in the photo album, he must take it out and have a look. 。Fu Shaoqing put down the photo album and was just about to get up to find a utility knife when there was a knock at the door. 。Knock knock 。"
"Who" he stopped his actions and looked in the direction of the door" 。The servant's voice rang out from outside the door, "Young master, dinner is ready. Please come and eat." 。"
"I know, I'll go down in a while" 。Fu Shaoqing replied with a sound and continued walking towards his desk. He opened a drawer to look for his utility knife. 。Soon, he found a utility knife in the drawer. He held it in his hand and returned to the sofa. 。After sitting down, he studied how to cut it open and carefully used a small knife to make cuts along the edges. 。arked in the yard. He opened the car door and got in, gripping the steering wheel with one hand while using his phone to contact someone, trying to find Lin Jinran's whereabouts.In the high-level meet...