The sound of the door closing could be heard.
Qin Yiren trembled slightly, and amid the enthusiastic laughter of the guests on TV, tears unexpectedly fell.
While abroad, she was undergoing psychological therapy.
As long as she didn't see Chu Xinian, her condition could be considered gradually stabilizing. With a decrease in nightmares, she naively and happily thought she had let go of the past...
However, the damage already done was deeply imprinted in her memory, how could she easily forget?
Like a drowning person grabbing at a lifeline, Qin Yiren clutched a pillow by her side, her small face buried in the soft cushion, shedding tears in lingering fear.
Meanwhile.
In an unremarkable black BMW downstairs.
The one-way car window was facing the direction of the apartment door, where a woman with a strikingly beautiful face sat in the driver's seat, so stunning that one couldn't look away.
