Since yesterday, after Luo Peirou left, Yang Suzhen couldn't reach her phone, worried all night. At dawn, she drove to Dijing Estate.
From afar, she saw Wang Lin driving away, seemingly without noticing her. Yang Suzhen pursed her lips and parked the car outside the mansion.
The moment she saw the open door, a sense of foreboding rose in Yang Suzhen's heart. As she rushed in and saw everything in front of her, she screamed and hurriedly picked up Luo Peirou, dialing 120 with trembling fingers.
Minutes later, an ambulance arrived with a wail, and Yang Suzhen helped the medical staff lift Luo Peirou onto the vehicle.
The car sped toward the hospital. As she watched the bloodstains, now black, Yang Suzhen's heart felt cold as ice.
If she could, Yang Suzhen would have recklessly rushed to the Chi Family Mansion, grabbed Wang Lin's hair, and dragged her to the hospital to see what had become of Luo Peirou.
But, Yang Suzhen knew she couldn't leave.
"Rourou, Rourou..."
