At night, a car screeched to a halt by the roadside, more than three hundred meters away from the Miao Family's spicy and sour rice noodle shop, nestled in a small alley. Without any lights, the car was completely shrouded in darkness, and no one passing by realized there was a car parked there.
In the distance, a young woman hurriedly approached the car—it was Lin Yuanyuan.
Pulling open the car door, Lin Yuanyuan got into the passenger seat and closed the door. The car was unlit, her face was veiled in darkness, and only her voice, tinged with anger, could be heard: "She's playing dumb with me!"
"Didn't get anything out of her?" said the man in the driver's seat.
"It'd be strange if I did," Lin Yuanyuan shot a glance at the man, "Think about it. If I went back to ask, perhaps she actually came deliberately, and we'd end up startling the snake in the grass."
