Yao Ye walked with her to the hospital entrance, letting her stand there waiting, while he went to drive the car over.
The night wind blew, seeming to stir the heart. Tonight, the Ye Family's attitude towards Zhuang Ruyu was both infuriating and a reminder of the world's desolate reality.
Shen Jiayin maintained a stern look, admitting she believed that Zhuang Ruyu's mother-in-law might be capable of such a thing, but Ye Lao and Ye Changwen didn't seem like that kind of people.
At night, there were relatively fewer vehicles coming and going at the hospital entrance, but not none.
A white Audi had been parked for a period of time to the right of the main entrance.
Shen Jiayin hadn't paid much attention at first, until she saw the light from a streetlamp hitting the rear window of the Audi, outlining the harsh chin of the middle-aged woman inside, along with a prominent mole on that chin.
Wang Yaping had a mole on her chin called the lucky mole, so she always kept it.
