o a smooth stop in the courtyard. With the headlights on, the strong beam of light made the aunt who opened the door shield her eyes with her hand for a long time before she could see who was there. 。...He was hurrying, the sound of his suitcase wheels scraping against the floor and his shallow breaths reaching her ears like a drumbeat. She didn't speak, silently ended the video call.

When he called again, she didn't answer. She didn't go back to the new villa they had bought together, but instead returned to her old house.

It's not that Lin Zhixuan is overly suspicious, but she has a natural sensitivity to this aspect. She used to often reply to private messages from netizense elevator to the third floor to check on Gu Ruan Dong's room, but as she passed by the kitchen, she heard Mrs. Gu and Ms. Xu chatting and mentioning her name, so she instinctively stopped in her trac...