At the thought, Mo Cang's eyes clouded with confusion and pain.
Mo Yunchen didn't want to talk anymore, hung up the phone, and spoke to Mo Tang.
"Throw him out!"
"Yes, Master Mo!"
Mo Tang waved his hand, signaling people to throw Jing Zhimei outside.
...
When Qin Qin woke up, it was already night. She opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings—an unfamiliar setting, somewhat simple, yet very clean.
Recalling her memories, she then remembered the woman in sky-blue.
A stinging pain came from her right hand. Looking at her bandaged right hand, Qin Qin's eyes flickered with complexity.
In the silent and deserted room, Qin Qin got up and looked out the window, unexpectedly seeing the seaside.
She knew that Jingdu City was adjacent to Jin City, which had a sea. Could this be Jin City?
Opening the door of the room, Qin Qin walked out into what was a wooden house near the beach—not big, but warmly and neatly arranged, indicating its owner must be a person who values tidiness.
