At this time, the capital city in Du Ruo's eyes bore obvious traces of the times. Most pedestrians wore clothes in black, gray, and blue. The buildings were low and short, with walls that were mottled and dilapidated. Occasionally, a small car could be seen driving down the street, but the ringing of bicycle bells was constant, light and pleasant to the ear.,"A previous wife I heard that Director Du was divorced, indeed," she then looked up at Du Ruo and confirmed again:,Lao Zhou nodded in response, watching Du Ruo walk away with light steps before finally saying in a low voice:。