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Just like she knew Qiao En would definitely go to Yangchun Pavilion to check the surveillance.
The footage wasn't clear, but the smugness on her face was evident.
She was provoking Qiao En.
"Time's up."
The young auntie opened the door, urging her.
"Thank you."
Qiao En quickly stepped out of the storeroom, but her heart was in turmoil, like a pot of boiling porridge.
What exactly did that woman want to do?
Was she trying to rekindle her past relationship with Zhou Jin'an, or was she simply looking to take revenge on Qiao En?
Qiao En couldn't figure it out.
She sent a WeChat message to Detective Wu.
"Have you got any news on Su Nian?"
It took quite a while before Detective Wu replied, "Wait."
But waiting was the most anxious.
Qiao En's patience was nearly worn thin, that woman was seeping into her life through every opening, starting fires everywhere, and she was nearly unable to cope.
"En'en, have you packed everything? When are you coming over?"
