Cheng Zhiwei didn't return to Sparkling Sky City; she went to the Zhou family's old house.
Zhou Chenyuan and his wife had returned from abroad today and had just arrived home an hour ago.
Wang Mei sat beside Cheng Zhiwei, glancing at her from time to time. For some reason, she felt today's Cheng Zhiwei was exceptionally different.
She seemed much colder and even exuded a resolute ruthlessness.
Wang Mei had taken care of Cheng Zhiwei at Sparkling Sky City for three years and had always thought of her as extremely gentle, always speaking in a soft and delicate voice, her face always wearing a bit of a smile, brilliantly bright.
But now, she sat on one side, her tense profile as cold as ice and snow, bone-chilling.
Wang Mei suddenly felt uneasy.
Upon arriving at the Zhou family, Lin Yu happily talked with Cheng Zhiwei and gave her the gifts she had brought back.
