A country's secret base.
"Sir, Xiao …" Xiao Ling is back. "
After hearing the name that he had not heard for a long time, Yan Xin who was working in the office suddenly stopped. He closed his notebook, removed the reading glasses on his eyes and rubbed both sides of his temples.
Not long after, a woman in a white dress walked in with light, unnatural steps. She lowered her eyes and looked down at her toes, taking each step with extreme care.
In the end, she stopped in front of Yan Xin's desk. Holding her breath, she weakly called out, "Hello, Sir …"
Yan Xin held a manual in his hands and was currently carefully reading it with rapt attention. After hearing the woman's voice, he still maintained his previous posture, and did not speak nor did he raise his head.