Hearing the inspector, the grip of Jiang Yuyan's hand tightened on the staircase railing, her eyes filled with the anger and the scary darkness in them, as it was clear that someone killed her husband and it was not any normal accident.
She had so many things to look after- The first one was to look after Lu Lijun, the second one was to make herself physically strong and the third one was something scary going on in her mind.
The police left and Jiang Yuyan went back to Lu Lijun's room. She sat on the couch; her legs stretched on the center table in front of it, her hand resting on the hand rest while her sight fixed to the ceiling, her eyes carried something in it that made her look scary. She seems like a silence before the storm.
Jiang Yang asked Lu Feng to have a talk alone and asked An Tian to follow him too.
"Lu Feng, we need to monitor Yuyan," Jiang Yang said.
Lu Feng agreed. "I know. We can't let her repeat what she tried to last night."
