Tang Yuxin grabbed a wooden stick tightly.
Just when she was about to hold her breath, the sound finally disappeared and faded away.
Tang Yuxin put down the stick in her hand and took a deep breath.
In such cold weather, she was frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.
The wind blew in from the window, blowing away her cold sweat. Besides the cold, it also brought a chill.
It was chilling.
It was a chill to her heart.
Almost a heart-piercing chill.
She thought that she was safe once she left the house of Song Dashao, but that was not the case, perhaps she was in even more danger.
Song Dashao had no intentions towards her, let alone now in his foolishness, even if he wasn't foolish, in his heart there was only Chun Tao. But in this world, there's not only one man, not only Song Dashao, there was also Old Man Song.
She clearly saw that Old Man Song had already developed wicked thoughts towards her.
But he didn't have the courage yet.
