Li Sicheng heard wind and water. He asked, "Su Qianci?" No reply. He checked his phone and it was the right number. However, why didn't she speak? "Where are you?" he asked, but still no one answered. The call was disconnected. In a fret, he started to call back, but then he got a message. It was a photo taken at the side of Kingstown River. When the download completed, Li Sicheng saw that a woman was lying down on the bridge. Judging by what she was wearing, it was none other than Su Qianci herself.
Li Sicheng's pupils shrank, while Ou Ming took a deep breath. Before he said anything, his phone rang again. It was the number from which the text message was sent, a local number. The answered and heard a hysterical voice, "Li Sicheng!" She sounded crazy. The familiar loud voice was terrible as ever.
"It's you!"
Mrs. Tang laughed. "Are you surprised to see that I have your wife?"
