A cold wind blew in from outside the window, and I couldn't help but shudder, snapping back to reality.
Stunned, I slowly raised my leg, inching toward the window.
Just as I bent down to look, the door to the room behind me opened, and then, a strong and slender hand wrapped around my waist from behind, pulling me away from the edge of the window.
"Don't look!" Cheng Yu's soothing voice came from beside me as I turned my head to see his jaw set tight.
I took a deep breath, and my reason gradually returned, "How is the person doing?"
"Beyond saving," Cheng Yu replied curtly with three words.
Even though I had anticipated this outcome, there was still a trace of disappointment in my heart. Jiang Wei's death meant that this lead had reached a dead end.
How could someone who would do anything for profit just end their life so easily?
Unless there was something he valued more than profit—love? Family?
