Early the next morning, Tong Yan was woken up by the ringing of her phone. It was the police station calling, saying they needed to speak with her.
Tong Yan struggled to get out of bed, got ready, and went out.
Not long after she left, a shadow emerged from the corner, walked up to the door, took something out, and soon, the door was open.
The figure entered and started rummaging through everything.
"It's in the bottom drawer."
Obediently, the shadow crouched down, opened the drawer, and was just about to search when it suddenly froze.
"Why aren't you continuing your search?"
Tong Yan, who was supposed to be at the police station, leaned against the living room door, with a half-smile, "Go on, Tang Tian."
It turned out to be a trap!
Tang Tian's face twisted with malice, but when she turned around, she forced a timid smile like a white lotus, "Yanyan, what are you talking about? What am I looking for?"
Still pretending even now, that's some thick skin.
