She didn't dare to go here.
In the depths of her mind, there seemed to be an extremely terrifying premonition: without Huang Xiaojue, who knows what might be waiting for you if you go there?
Just then, the phone rang.
It was Huang's father calling: "Xixi, do you have time? If you're free, come over for a meal, I've made plenty of good food..."
"Sure, I'm practically drooling already. See you soon, Uncle Huang."
Without a second thought, she turned the car around and headed straight for Huang's dad.
At that moment, Wan Donglin's car had just arrived too.
He hadn't struggled much to find out about this house, and he'd managed to get inside a couple of times before. From various details, it was clear Yan Xixi and Huang Xiaojue had been here. But every time he came, there was no trace, never any good luck.
This time, on a whim, he came again.
From afar, he heard the sound of a car.
