"Ou Mucen, do you want some water?"
Ou Mucen looked up and saw the woman who had already walked to the door but suddenly turned back to ask him. He felt it strange.
He didn’t need it. The IV drip was already infusing him with a large amount of saline. How could he feel thirsty?
And she knew that too, didn’t she?
So he frowned and shook his head in refusal, "No need, go and come back quickly."
After he spoke, he buried his head back into those emails.
Ye Ning saw this and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes. She didn’t say anything more. Her gaze lingered on his face for one last second before she turned and walked out of the room.
She didn’t know what might happen once she left, but she already had a bad premonition.
Subconsciously, she wanted to do something more for him before leaving, but sadly, he had refused...
She stepped out from the doorway, facing the still bright and splendid morning outside; her eyes felt sore, reluctant, and there was a touch of longing... but eventually, she gathered all her emotions, put on a thin coat, and walked out.
Once out the door, she turned left following the traces of car wheels. In just two or three minutes, she arrived near the river by a bend and saw the parked silver-gray Passat.
And there, the owner of the car had already stepped out and had been waiting for her for a long time.
"Aning, you’re here..."
Upon hearing footsteps, the man turned and, seeing her, immediately showed a surprised and pleased expression.
Ye Ning smoothed down her hair in front of her forehead, didn’t say anything, and walked straight towards him. It was only when she got close that she finally saw him clearly and responded calmly, "I’m here..."
Her tone was very faint, devoid of anger, panic, or guilt. Her expression was calm as if nothing had happened.
Lin Yebai, with his hands in his coat pockets, clenched them tight. Finally, the brightness that had just appeared on his face slowly settled, "I’ve been looking for you a long time. I thought you had really gone back to your country."
Ye Ning nodded, "I was indeed planning to go back, but when I was at the airport, I saw that his jewelry had been switched."
Since he had already laid it bare, there was no need for her to beat around the bush. She might as well put everything on the table.
As her voice fell, the color drained from the man’s face across from her!
"Aning, let me explain this to you..."
"Brother Lin, actually, I can accept anything you do, but what I don’t understand is, why did you have to kill him? Was killing him also part of the plan we made at the beginning?"
Ye Ning finally lost some of her composure, not for anything else but for those harrowing images of life-and-death escape. She was still haunted by fear when she thought of them.
How could he do this? Could someone’s life be so easily taken away?
Moreover, in their original plan, Ou Mucen was merely a pawn; there was no mention of taking his life.
Lin Yebai was frightened by her reaction; he turned pale, with a hint of dark red in his eyes - it felt as if a ball of fury inside his heart had finally erupted. His entire expression was one of anger and ferocity.