So, the stretched Lincoln was replaced by a semi-new Mercedes-Benz business van, with the back seat becoming his temporary office space as Huangfu Jue began his vigil outside the apartment block.
That afternoon, it started to rain, persisting for an entire day and night, while Gan Yuan never appeared.
It was not until dusk on the following day, as the sky finally cleared, that Will exclaimed with surprise.
"Sir... she's here, she's here!"
Huangfu Jue turned his face away from the computer screen, following the direction of Will's finger, and spotted Gan Yuan at a glance.
She was clad in fresh, light blue denim jeans and a comfortable cotton-linen shirt, her long hair tied in a ponytail, with the same pair of plain glasses on her face.
The little one was dressed similarly, his small head capped with a baseball hat.
The mother and son seemed to be in a good mood, chatting as they walked out of the residential complex.