The woman's eyes clearly showed a flash of panic this time.
"Crazy!"
Then the woman snorted coldly, turned her head while holding the baby, obviously not wanting to talk to Fang Yi anymore.
But she didn't play her phone game anymore; instead, she opened the chat app to talk to someone.
Fang Yi glanced a few times with the corner of his eye, understanding the situation, but didn't expose it.
The train quickly left Tianjing, and the scenery outside gradually became desolate. The skyscrapers of Tianjing were no more, and neither was its hustle and bustle, leaving one with an empty feeling.
However, Fang Yi felt no attachment, whether to the Fang Family or any other families. When he thought back, the most he remembered were Lin Xueru, Song Hongye, Ning Nan, Zhao Xueying, or that quirky Fang Yingying.
Besides that, all he recalled were enemies.
