Ye Wanwan's neck was already seeping with traces of blood, which was caused by Ye Mingrui's trembling hand failing to hold the knife steady.
Shen Yi got out of the car, parted the crowd, and strode inside.
Shen Yi's eyes were fixed straight on the terrace atop the villa, and at that moment, Ye Wanwan also saw Shen Yi.
Even though it was night, their gazes met in an instant, as if there was a telepathic connection.
He wondered if it was his own illusion, but he felt that it was only after seeing him that Ye Wanwan could not help but red her eyes, as if she had been holding back all along.
It was only after seeing him that she couldn't hold back anymore, her eyes reddening with extreme grievance.
Shen Yi's throat felt dry, and he experienced a momentary dizziness. At that moment, Ye Wanwan's face seemed to overlap with the one he had seen in a photograph on a tombstone in his dream.
Thump! Thump! Shen Yi's heart pounded violently, as if it would jump out of his chest.
