Night fell, lighting up thousands of homes, the entire Beijing was enveloped by stars, shining brightly in the dark.
Inside the hotel suite, Kong Lizhen stood by the window, on the phone.
"Don't worry, I'll come back once things are settled here."
"I know, I'll bring her back."
After hanging up the phone, Kong Lizhen let out a sigh; things were not as easy as she had said, as she still hadn't revealed her true identity to her.
Yesterday, she slapped Zhuang Jiaoyang in the Zhuang Family, not because of reckless words, but because she didn't want Mu Yan to act, but this raised suspicion instead.
This morning, when she said she'd leave the Zhuang Family, Mu Yan didn't utter a word to stop her, his enthusiasm completely vanished.
She furrowed her brows, a sense of unease rising within her.
She walked over to the tea cabinet, poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, trying hard to calm herself down.
Just then, her phone rang.
