Hearing Tang Yanqing's voice, Shi Nian pressed his chest, bumped his forehead against the wall, and said, "God, you scared me to death!"
"What are you afraid of?"
He leaned lazily against the wall, arms folded, with one leg supporting his weight and the other relaxed and crossed over.
He looked like a typical idle playboy.
"Could it be that you have a guilty conscience? Hurry up and confess, what did you just say to Xiang Yuan? You're so afraid to come back and face me, hmm?"
Shi Nian was actually thinking about the series of strange cases Dad encountered in the last three years before his death, so when he suddenly ran into someone in the darkness, he couldn't help but get nervous, it's not because there was anything unspeakable with Xiang Yuan.
But speaking about it: Whether it was the things Dad experienced before or the matter of signing the divorce papers with Xiang Yuan, she didn't intend to tell Tang Yanqing any of it.
