gnized them."Copying my handwriting secretly" His voice dropped even lower.Fu Yan's scalp tingled, and after a long pause, she said, "I used to be interested in learning calligraphy. Your writing is j...When Fu Yan returned to the ward, Song Qing霜 was still asleep. The nurse said she would probably sleep until morning. She had hardly slept for a day and was exhausted.

She entrusted the nurse to take care of her for a while, and she went home to change clothes and bring some toiletries.

Song Qing霜 is picky and won't use just anything bought on the outside.

The good thing is that her apartment complex isn't too far from the hospital, so the commute back and forth isn't too time-consuming.

Getting into a taxi, she gazed out the window, lost in thought.

Remembering what my mother said to me before she woke up.

Initially, Chen Rang was introduced to Song Qing霜 by Mrs. Shen. At the time, she didn't think much of it. The marriage between the Shen family and the Huo family was a well-known alliance, their families were close, and that's why she trusted Mrs. Shen.

Fu Yan recalled that Shen Wei had mentioned before that she had heard of Chen Rang abroad, but in reality, it wasn't that she had heard about him, but that Shen Wei knew Chen Rang.

It was arranged by Shen Wei.

Including her phone number and photos being posted online a while ago, she didn't believe the police's explanation, having a gut feeling that someone was taking advantage of the situation.

Still Shen Wei.

No wonder Huo Mingzheng didn't bring it up, he knew Shen Wei had done it.

She talked about the cooperation deals coming one after another, but they all fell through. Those partners were all related to the Chen family, and now it seems the Chen family knows that the Huo family is protecting her, so they dare not make any rash moves. There's probably also Shen Wei's hand in this.

Originally, long before she knew Shen Wei, Shen Wei already knew of her existence.

Shen Wei kept coming at her with attack after attack, just to destroy her.

She wanted to get justice from Shen Wei for all these recent events, one by one.

The car stopped under the apartment building. Fu Yan came back to her senses, scanned the code to pay and got off the car.

The hallway lights are broken and I've reported it to the property management several times, but they are lazy and haven't come to fix it.

She stepped out of the elevator. Outside, it was pitch black. As the elevator doors closed behind her, all that remained in the darkness were the faint, greenish emergency exit signs, casting a dim, blurry glow.

She held a key in one hand and opened her phone's flashlight with the other, preparing to unlock the door.

"Ah—"

The lights flickered, and she let out a scream, collapsing to the ground with her face paling instantly.

By the door stood a table with offerings of fresh flowers and incense, along with white silk ceremonial ribbons. It was a clear setup for a spirit altar, with the green indicator lights and phone screens casting an eerie glow.

And on her front door hung a huge, black and white photograph.

Above is the already deceased Chen Rang with a smirk!

It's as if he could crawl out of the photo the next second, clinging to her just like that night!

"Ah—"

That night's scene played frame by frame in her mind. Chen Rang's black and white photo kept enlarging before her eyes, causing Fu Yan to break out in a cold sweat. Her whole body went limp with fright.

The elevator dinged and opened.

"Pay attention, Yan!"

Under the elevator's lights, Huo Mingzheng saw the altar at the entrance at a glance. His face changed, and he hurried to Fu Yan's side, kneeling and embracing her. Fu Yan seemed oblivious to him, waving her hands aimlessly and trembling violently.

"Pay for it, An!" Huo Mingzheng frowned.

"Get away! Get away!" Fu Yan was frantic, she wouldn't let Huo Mingzheng get close. Her pale face had hollow eyes.

Ho Mingzheng's heart sank. He forced her into his arms, "Fu Xiaoliu!"

When Fu Yan arrived at the Huo family, her home had met with misfortune. She became thin and small. The Huo family treated her as an outsider. Those of the same generation called her Fu Yan, while the servants called her Miss Fu.

Only Huo Mingzheng, who had never really liked her since she was a child, called her "Fu Xiaoliu."for me"Shen Wei put down the teapot and looked over, smiling faintly: "Just the two of us, no need to be so polite, come, sit."Fu Yan sat down, her gaze sweeping across the invitation on her desk.She...