"Hahahaha—"
In the hospital room, Yin Xiangyu's mad laughter rang out, then turned into sobbing, alternating between crying and laughing.
Passers-by hurried their steps when they heard the abnormal sounds from inside, guarded expressions as if there was a monster within.
The Yin Family.
Fang Dani returned home to find the family head, Yin Zhiqiang, sitting in the hall as if he was specifically waiting for her.
"You're back." He spoke indifferently.
Fang Dani clutched her bag tightly; in the past, she would have been thrilled by this man's proactive greeting.
But now, she only felt a deep unease within.
"I'm back."
Yin Zhiqiang observed all of Fang Dani's expressions of anxiety.
His keen eyes calmly surveyed her.
His tone softened slightly: "Come and sit."
Fang Dani didn't dare refuse him, forcing her trembling legs to step towards him and prepare to sit.
Yin Zhiqiang coughed softly.
But to Fang Dani, it sounded like a thunderclap.
