Wen Zhijin wiped the tears from her face, her eyes coldly watching the faintly smiling face of Wen Shuangshuang being interviewed on TV. In her mind, one crazy thought after another swirled. Finally, Wen Zhijin thought of the Fang Family, her long-forgotten foster parents who had always been reluctant to let go of her as their daughter.
These past few days, Wen Shuangshuang had constantly felt her eyelids twitching, as if something bad was about to happen. Wen Shuangshuang wasn't an ordinary person; her premonitions were alarms and would invariably come true, meaning something bad was definitely going to happen soon.
Massaging her temples, Wen Shuangshuang calculated that if she were in danger, it would surely stem from human malice. She just didn't know exactly who wanted to harm her. If it were before, Wen Shuangshuang would have unhesitatingly said her only enemy was Wen Zhijin.
