"Old He, you must find a way to save Xiao Wei!"
In the He family, Mother He had been crying for half the day, her eyes red and swollen, yet He Zhendong had not said a word, his face as dark as if it had been stained with black ink.
"Save, save, save, tell me how to save him now?" He Zhendong banged his palm heavily on the table and said irritably, "I've told you time and again to discipline him properly, and look what has happened now, he's actually gotten mixed up with a foreign terrorist organization, even rousing the National Security agents. How do you expect me to save him?"
"Old He, Qingya must know those people from National Security, go and beg Qingya. As long as she can put in a word for our Xiao Wei, the National Security people definitely won't give him too hard a time. Xiao Wei is more timid than anyone, how could he possibly get mixed up with a terrorist organization? This must be a misunderstanding!"