The car drove smoothly on the streets that were both familiar and strange.
Over the years, Jiazhou had changed drastically and developed rapidly. It had grown so much that Wen Sheng barely recognized it compared to the small city it had been years before.
The meeting with Lin Suifen was expected, but Wen Sheng hadn't thought it would come so soon; she also felt somewhat useless, having passed so many years, yet still struggling to control her emotions upon seeing Lin Suifen's shameless, vicious demeanor. Lin Suifen's sharp and cutting voice, when she spoke, reminded Wen Sheng of the slap in the morgue that brought such rage to her chest she almost wished death upon Lin Suifen instead.
