In fact, he had another purpose for coming here this time.
In these days, he had traveled back and forth to Boston many times, always trying to find some clue. Although he was disappointed again and again, he never lost confidence.
After the meal, someone suggested taking a walk, and everyone agreed happily.
On the busiest little street, the night scene by the street bustled with activity. A group of people walked and chatted, enjoying the long-missed youthful times.
For pillars of society, where time is money, such leisure is truly a rare enjoyment.
Usually, this street wasn't this crowded.
Tonight, it seemed particularly lively.
A girl with a big backpack brushed past them.
Maybe it was because Wan Donglin and the others were chatting and laughing, they didn't notice, he lifted his arm, almost bumping into the girl. Just about to apologize, but she had hurried away.
