Luo Zhen pulled her suitcase away, but Ye Yan stood still for a long time without moving.
It wasn't until someone pushing a cart came near, shouting "Excuse me, excuse me,"
that Ye Yan snapped out of her daze and hurried off to the side.
Her back pressed against the glass door of the seafood store, inside was a complete mess; several dead fish lay on the floor, emitting a pungent stench.
Luo Zhen's words didn't seem false, but she said Fu Xingzhou would kill Ye Jian'an.
Ye Yan didn't believe it.
But how was she to explain Fu Xingzhou's abnormal behavior these past few days?
Why was he avoiding her? Was it because he knew that Ye Jian'an was the culprit who had destroyed his family years ago, or because he had really killed Ye Jian'an?
Ye Yan hastily dialed Fu Xingzhou's number.
The call connected, but it was the bodyguard who answered.
"Ma'am, the sir is in a meeting."
"Let him take the call."
"Ma'am, the sir really can't step out right now."
