Ever since that fire, Xia Yanxin had been tormented by the question of whether Long Yutian was alive or dead. She was filled with sorrow, pain, and wandering, even falling into despair at times. Later, one suspected sign after another appeared, shaking her belief and making her doubt his death. But then those pieces of evidence were all disproven, and she was twisted in this agonizing limbo between life and death.
And now, about last night's madness, although she was barely conscious and rational, she could clearly feel that it was Long Yutian, and he was not dead.
She reached out and picked up the camera, finding it vaguely familiar. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly remembered. It was the camera Jin Jiaxin had set up in the room last night, threatening to secretly film her with that man.
She paused slightly, quickly turning on the camera. Inside was just one video, but she couldn't watch past a glance...
