Ye Tianxin's legs were shaking even though she was already sitting in the car.
The composure she had when facing Gu Yancheng had disappeared from her face. Instead, she looked nervous and could not think straight.
How did Gu Yancheng know about Ying Yimei?
Why? What had happened?
Ye Tianxin drove on and on. She did not want to stop. She sped right through the empty roads.
There were fireworks on both sides of the road.
It was a beautiful sight, signifying the start of a new year. The entire capital was celebrating New Year, but she was not in a mood to appreciate the occasion. Her mind was in a blur after meeting Gu Yancheng.
Ye Tianxin had rolled the windows down.
The cold air blew harshly onto her face and messed up her hair, but it did not bother her one bit.
She came to a cemetery and stopped at an empty carpark. Stumbling out of the car, she walked toward a nameless tomb.
