Yan Song hid in the shadows, looking at the woman standing high above, his cold eyes slightly narrowed.
As expected, she planned to make a move at the engagement ceremony. Everything was under his control. This time, he wanted to ensure this woman could never recover.
The woman seemed to sense something, suddenly turned around, her gaze sweeping the area, empty, with nothing there.
No one could possibly hide here, everything was clear at a glance.
The woman sneered sarcastically, shook her head, and turned to walk out.
Yan Song quietly followed her, and saw the woman enter a tea room. Passing through a shimmering wooden door, he saw someone lying on a soft couch behind a gauzy curtain.
The woman knelt there, her gentle voice murmuring, "Soon, we can be together forever."
She smiled slightly, her fingers penetrating the curtain, slowly covering the man's face. The man's eyes were partially closed, looking as if he were asleep.
