It was still the same questioning room.
The light in the center of the room somehow felt cold.
Yu Bo looked much better than when Xiang Wan saw him in the afternoon.
It looked like he did get some rest.
He was sitting on the sofa and there wasn't much change in his posture, but there was something else… a black cat in his arms.
A black cat!
Xiang Wan remembered the black cat she saw at Brother Steel's villa.
Cheng Zheng had even helped treat its wounds before.
She did not think she would see the cat again…
It might be an ordinary black cat to others, but to Yu Bo, it certainly was not ordinary.
Yu Bo was looking into the cat's eyes; his gaze was so gentle as if he was looking at his own kid.
When he heard Xiang Wan and Quan Shaoteng's voices, he looked up at her and then lowered his head, continuing to pat the cat's back. He was mumbling softly to the cat as he ignored them.
Xiang Wan sat opposite to him.