Gu Yu's mind was in a mess as he sat in the study in a daze. He felt that the truth he had known in the past was just a superficial layer.
The truth was actually so cruel. Then, was Shen Feng's perception true or was it what Charles had said?
After some time, when Gu mo finally came back to his senses, the sky outside the window had darkened. She rubbed her sore neck and stood up, almost falling down.
Fortunately, she didn't fall down because she had her hands on the table. She closed her eyes and rested for a while before she came back to her senses. Suddenly, a ringtone disrupted her thoughts. She looked at the familiar number on her phone and picked up the call.
"There are no traces of Shen Feng." A deep voice came from the phone, calm and cold.
Gu Yu's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly realized that the truth was getting closer to what Charles had said, but it was not the truth she wanted to hear.
