She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Feng Jin's news was kept secret from the outside world, and no one knew about her experience this time.

After psychotherapy, she returned to work.

Fortunately, the filming on Duohe Island was nearing completion, and she only needed to reshoot a few shots.

Li Shou's funeral was held seven days later, and Feng Jin also took leave to attend.

Originally, Yan Zhan was not open to the public.

Feng Jin found out about it through Feng Qian.

She also promised us that she would not reveal any information about the Alien Management Bureau to the outside world.

The Alien Management Bureau has a special cemetery, also on Yunwu Mountain.

There are countless unsung heroes in the cemetery.

They have no names, no photos, only numbers.

On the day of the burial, Fat Sun's injuries had not yet healed, and he came from the hospital still sitting in a wheelchair.

Colleagues from the Abnormal Control Bureau pushed his wheelchair, and everyone mourned together at Li Shou's grave.

The weather was not good today. When the burial was taking place, it started to rain heavily and dark clouds covered the sky.

Yan Zhan wanted to hold an umbrella for Manshu, but Manshu took out an umbrella himself.

"Uncle San, it's raining too hard. It's not convenient for two people to share one umbrella."

What's more, as the deputy director, Yan Zhan was in charge of all matters within the bureau and he was also in charge of the burial.

Everyone silently presented a white flower to Li Shou.

After the funeral, the sky soon cleared up.

They did not have much time to mourn the death of their companions, because they had to interrogate the captured people. Although the experimental base was destroyed, who knew how many people, besides Dr. Miller, had the laboratory information?

While Yan Zhan was busy, Manshu's admission letter finally arrived.

Undoubtedly the Imperial University.

Her top scholar banquet is about to be held, and the old man is actively posting.

However, the old man also noticed that Yan Zhan had not been home for the past few days.

It's bad enough that we hardly see each other, but when he comes back, he looks tired.

The night before the No. 1 Scholar Banquet, Yan Zhan finally finished his work and returned home.

"What's going on? You haven't even returned home these past few days. Manshu's grandmother and grandparents are here. Don't you know?"

Yan Zhan rubbed his brows and asked, "Where is the person?"

Manshu didn't say anything. He had been so busy these days that he didn't pay attention.

The old man has arrived in City C, so logically he should go to pick him up at the airport.

"I don't live at home. I live in the house in Manshu Sijin Community."

Of course, Mr. Yan wanted Manshu to live at home, but it was obvious that the two old people did not want to live with him.

Grandma Yan, grandma and grandpa, live at home.

Uncle Yan, aunt, uncle, aunt, and cousin all live in the hotel.

Yan Zhan nodded, went back upstairs to take a shower, and without even having time to blow-dry his hair, he called Manshu.

"Third Uncle?" Manshu's voice came through the phone.

"Grandma and grandpa are here?" Yan Zhan felt the tiredness from several days of busy work disappear, and asked her softly.

"Yeah, just came back from a walk."

Manshu glanced at the living room and saw the old people watching TV.

My uncle and aunt are also here with me and haven’t returned to the hotel yet.

"I am going now."

Of course Manshu agreed with what Yan Zhan said.

She had to go back there tonight, and had to do all the styling for tomorrow there.

After hanging up the phone, she went out and said goodbye to everyone.

"You haven't seen him these past few days, and he's like this. Manman, are you sure you want to ignore the secular perspective and public opinion and get engaged to him?"

Professor Yan looked at Manshu seriously, hoping that she would think carefully before making a decision.