Perhaps it was guilt. The guilt that was slowly eating away at her. For the lie she told, she might have told Yang Tian-Xu she didn’t have a father, even then To her, that was not a lie. Because she had never considered ‘that man’ to be her father.
She didn’t wanted to think about it anymore, and then she received a message on her phone from a number she didn’t quiet recognized.
“Meet me at the Underground parking lot B6. Stall 645. I’m here.”
The message was at 8:30 p.m., from Liu Shun-Feng’s cell phone. Sure enough, Liu Shun-Feng was waiting there, with his sunglasses on and his hoodie over his head.
He was trying to hide from the media. Wang Yi-An saw the text, but she didn’t response to him. She was still shutting down her computer after she sent Yang Tian-Xu all the files. Then sh
