The alley was quiet, not a single person around, while the food street outside remained bustling.
A man dressed in a black cloak, with his face hidden, walked in, looked at the unconscious Ye Weining on the ground, took out a syringe, deftly inserted it into her vein, drew a small tube of blood, and then quickly left...
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Li Tianyi had booked a café and came looking for Ye Weining. He walked half the street without finding her, and his calls went unanswered.
How strange, where did Ah Ning go, could something have happened?
Thinking about this, Li Tianyi's face quickly turned pale, and he ran forward, shouting loudly: "Ah Ning, Ah Ning!"
...
Ye Weining lay in the small alley, consciousness unclear.
The afternoon sun shone brightly, covering her. A low voice sounded in her ears, calling: "Ye Weining, Ye Weining..."
A very unfamiliar voice, yet slowly pulling her consciousness back.
