An Ning's eyes trembled, and she couldn't help feeling even more moved. "I..."
Yu Jingchen pinched her cheek, not wanting to see her cry, and joked, "I said Xuxu is on a mission, and he can't cut his hair short anymore; he has to grow it long."
Tears still fell from An Ning's eyes. "What kind of strange mission requires someone to grow their hair long?"
"Of course, there are many missions that require disguises," Yu Jingchen said, looking deeply into her eyes.
An Ning blinked her eyes in confusion and pressed on. "Did my brother ever partake in such missions when he was alive?"
Yu Jingchen looked at her apologetically. "Although your brother was in my troop, he wasn't directly under my command, so I really don't know."
"But you said you would help investigate for me, didn't you? When can you find out for me?" An Ning asked eagerly.
Yu Jingchen averted his gaze, turned the steering wheel, and drove in another direction. "I'm investigating; you need to give me time."