Lu Zi, if she remembered correctly, that was her name.
What a coincidence?
Could it be possible?
She just so happened to appear in the hotel where she had an incident all those years ago?
Or was there another calculation involved?
Ye Nanxun's right hand nervously tapped the table.
With that thought, she closed the video, her slender, pale fingers typing rapidly on the computer keyboard. Soon, lines of code appeared. Information about Lu Zi's life appeared before Ye Nanxun's at the fastest speed on her computer interface.
After going through all of Lu Zi's data, Ye Nanxun could confirm that she had no connection with this woman, so the question of personal grievances did not arise.
She quickly thought of another person connected to this woman, Xia Yao. Her strong sixth sense was telling Ye Nanxun that the incident from two years ago was most likely connected to Xia Yao.
A shadow slowly crept into her eyes.
