Tang Xiaohua returned to the Police Department building, and Long Siyan was already waiting for her in the office.
"Minister Long."
"Come in and take a seat, I'll tell you about the requirements and job content for the President's personal guard."
"…Yes."
Tang Xiaohua sat and listened. What Long Siyan told her was detailed and by the book, neither close nor distancing himself from her.
After Long Siyan finished speaking, Tang Xiaohua listened attentively to the end.
"Do you have any questions?"
"…No."
The most annoying part was that rule about "not being more than five meters away from the President." Tang Xiaohua thought to herself, Wen Nian must have great confidence—did he really trust that she wouldn't seek revenge for the incident three years ago?
"What are you thinking?"
Long Siyan had been watching her the whole time, an iceberg of a face with little expression, but the weight of his gaze on Tang Xiaohua was far from meaningless.
He was observing her.
