After being released from prison, Lao Chen was already fifty years old. He tried every means to find out about his old enemy and learned that he had a family and even a son named An Mengya.,Arriving promptly, the car stopped downstairs from the dormitory building of the School of Economics. Lao Chen had already seen An Mengya waiting at the door with a large suitcase.,Lao Chen's car heater was blasting, and An Mengya, wearing a thick and long down jacket, felt stifling as soon as she stepped in. She instinctively took off the jacket and held it in her arms.。