In the parking lot, Xia Siyu got into the car and took out her tablet from her bag.
Yun Lih was still standing outside the car, talking on the phone. He wasn't sure who it was, but his expression looked particularly cold and stern.
Xia Siyu glanced a few times, then retracted her gaze and unlocked the iPad. She found the recording file in the background, showing a recorded time of over twenty hours.
At this moment, the car door was opened and the man's presence, along with the smell of tobacco, came rushing in.
Xia Siyu glanced sideways to see his side profile slightly tense, as if in a bad mood, "Are you okay?"
Yun Lih held a cigarette in his fingers, flicking the ash with his wrist resting on the car window, "Lao Liu is in the hospital."
"Huh? Hospitalized again?" Xia Siyu was not surprised at all and replied calmly, "When? He was fine when I spoke to him yesterday."
Yun Lih blew a puff of smoke out the window, then turned his head to meet Xia Siyu's gaze, "Two hours ago."
