The moment she stepped out of the café, she received a warning message from su Jieyu. if you dare to tell Chi zuxu about our meeting today, I can guarantee that tomorrow will be your old mistress Chi's funeral!
"Despicable ..."
Chi Yi's grip on her phone tightened in anger.
Chi Yi did not know how she made it back home. By the time she got home, the sky had already turned dark.
She opened the door and stood at the entrance with a pale face.
Inside, the lights were also dark, except for a few candles on the dining table.
Chi Yi was not in the mood to think about the significance of the candlelight and only assumed that there was a power outage.
