After receiving assurance from Yang Mi, Yu Mengyao let out a sigh of relief. That night, she slept soundly, hopeful that the next day Yang Mi would help her father get out of jail. However, little did she know that she had already sealed the fate of herself and the entire Yu family.
****KNOCK KNOCK***
There was a series of urgent knocks early in the morning on Yu Mengyao's door. Groggily, she opened her eyes and frustratingly got up from bed. The past few days, she had been so stressed that she had finally decided to get a good rest. Yet, it was disturbed.
She stumbled to the door and opened it, finding her mother standing outside with a worried look.
"Mengyao… the police have come."
Mrs. Yu's hand trembled as she tightly held her daughter's. It hadn't been long since the police had taken her husband, and now fear gripped her heart that they would come for Yu Mengyao next.