Night.
Jiang Linyu's phone rang. She heard the special ringtone, turned on the bedside lamp, and answered the call.
"Someone is investigating your past."
One sentence left Jiang Linyu stunned.
"How could this happen?" Jiang Linyu was restless.
"Take care of yourself." The caller hung up.
Jiang Linyu panicked. How could such a thing happen?
She sat on the bed, her heart in turmoil.
Li Tianhong had complained about her smell and didn't sleep next to her.
Although Li Tianhong hadn't explicitly said it, Jiang Linyu understood his meaning very well.
Jiang Linyu looked at her own legs, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
...
Nan Qiao had a good night's sleep and stretched lazily as she went downstairs.
Grandpa and Granny were sitting on the sofa, chatting with Chen Xinwan and Bai Zhenyang.
"Wanwan, Sunday is your birthday. I've booked a restaurant. If it weren't for you wanting it low-key, I'd have organized something lively for you," Bai Zhenyang said with a smile.