Throughout the journey, no matter what Auntie Li said, she showed no reaction.
Back home, she went straight upstairs to the bedroom and shut the door.
Ruan Tianling...
Yufei lay on the bed with a look of utter desolation, her face full of sorrow.
Why act so strong...
Why push me away, not allowing me to help?
Yufei was both angry and sad; she had never seen such a chauvinist before!
Now that he was trapped in a glass room, he was her husband, was it wrong for her to help him?
If they had found a way to catch Wilson, it wouldn't have taken so long.
Wilson's target must be her; how would he show himself if she didn't lure him?
If he didn't show up, how could they get the antidote, how could they save his life?
Now, in his moment of life and death, couldn't he be a little less stubborn, rely on her a bit more?!
Yufei's chest was tight with frustration, the more she thought, the more frantic she became.
"Ah—" she grabbed a pillow and slammed it onto the floor.
