It was like seeing a ghost.
"You, who are you?"
Wu Yong sat on the ground, his hands supporting him, his eyes full of fear as he looked at the figure that had suddenly sprung out.
"Hehehe, it's only been a few days since we last saw each other, and you don't recognize your dear brother-in-law anymore?"
Zhang Xiaoshan walked up to Wu Yong and squatted down.
The two were only a meter apart.
Wu Yong finally recognized Zhang Xiaoshan.
"It's, it's you."
Seeing a living person, his fear dissipated a bit, but his tension increased.
After all, a guilty conscience needs no accuser.
And Zhang Xiaoshan bore a grudge against his family.
If Zhang Xiaoshan caught him red-handed, then what?
"No, nothing, just taking a walk."
Wu Yong lied.
"Taking a walk?"
Zhang Xiaoshan laughed.
"You come here in the middle of the night to take a walk, trying to fool a ghost?"
"I, I really am just taking a walk."
Wu Yong was still stubborn.
