Elena sat in the car seat, her eyes stared at the GPS screen in the car that she gave Yuchen to use. Her fingers nimbly danced across the navigation menu on the screen, searching for the name of the cafe where Yuchen had met his aunt.
As she delved into the GPS history, her brow furrowed. She found the name of the cafe, the one that coincided with what Fei Fei had told her.
But she found more than just that. A pattern, a routine. Every morning, like clockwork, Yuchen visited a restaurant, followed by a peculiar stop at an apartment. It was a place that Elena knew all too well. It's Yuchen's old apartment from before he moved in with her. Afterward, he'd return to her apartment in the afternoon.
This routine unfolded consistently from Monday to Friday, aligning perfectly with her workdays. Elena couldn't fathom why Yuchen would maintain this pattern, especially the trips to his previous apartment. Was he hiding something?
