When the warmth of the room enveloped his entire body, it still couldn't warm his cold heart.
Under the dim moonlight, his worried gaze lingered on the woman's face on the bed for a long time. Finally, he sighed deeply, the recent words that Han Xiangyang had told him still echoing in his mind.
"I've already found out who the woman with An Liyang is. If I tell you, you probably won't believe it."
"Who is it?"
"Gao Yuwen."
Lin Mubai couldn't immediately recall who this woman was, only feeling that the name seemed somewhat familiar.
On the other end of the phone, Han Xiayang continued to remind him: "That woman from the entertainment industry."
Several images quickly flashed through Lin Mubai's mind, and soon he matched those familiar three words: "Is it her?"
"Yes, it's her."
"But how could she get involved with An Liyang?"
