Outside the First People's Hospital in G City, Shen Yuting sat in a white Maserati. Her hands as fair as jade lightly held the steering wheel; through the car window, she gazed at the distant hospital.
Half an hour ago, after talking on the phone with Jiang Liu, she asked a friend who worked at this hospital to find out if Jiang Liu had been admitted.
As suspected, he had, on the night he said he was away on business.
Hearing this fact was like knocking over a seasoning jar; countless feelings mixed up within her. The words Cheng Jia said echoed in her ears, prompting her elegant eyebrows to furrow tightly.
About ten minutes later, she saw Jiang Liu emerge from the hospital. He had a small bag in his hands, likely filled with a change of clothes.
