Lin Qiong had stayed up half the night before she and Li Yifei returned home. At the Public Security Bureau, she could be impartial and stern, but the thought of going home made her anxious. She said, "Husband, will they hate me?"
"No, everyone understands the situation and knows it's normal for you to act this way."
"But... because of me, Yingying, Shanshan, and Fang Qing are all locked up. I always feel like I did something wrong."
Li Yifei smiled and said, "This is your responsibility. If you were to bend the law for the sake of family, then you wouldn't be a good police officer, and you wouldn't be the Lin Qiong I love."
Even with these words, Lin Qiong was still very nervous, and when they arrived home, no one had slept. Given the magnitude of the situation, it seemed impossible to sleep.
At that moment, Lin Qiong felt like a child who had done something wrong. She glanced at everyone and then lowered her head, too afraid to meet their eyes.