The last glimmer of light faded, and dusk deepened.
In a hospital room at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, a beautiful woman stood in front of a recliner by the window. Her red dress plunged low at the chest, revealing her delicate, fair collarbones.
Her gaze stabbed at the girl sitting on the hospital bed like an ice pick, and her laugh was chilling.
“Yu Guiwan! Song Wenjing is mine. You have no right to love him anymore!”
Anger slowly flushed the woman’s face. Nearly driven out of her mind by jealousy, she reached out her slender fingers to grab the girl by the throat. But in an instant, she met the girl’s cold, sinister gaze.
It was as icy as frozen stone.
“With your pathetic skills, you think you’re worthy?!”
The woman’s eyes shifted. In a flash, her expression changed as she stared at the girl, her smile dripping with mockery.
“Miss Yu, your father should be in court right now, awaiting the court’s verdict. There’s a TV here, so you can watch. Or you can run to the courthouse. The trial hasn’t started yet. Want to know why your father is in court?”
The woman’s smile grew more and more unrestrained, her eyes dark as those of a vengeful ghost from hell.
The girl’s face went deathly pale. She rushed to the television on the opposite wall and turned it on. There was her father, wearing a black coat and seated in the dock as the principal defendant.
If love has a time limit, does it also have an expiration date?
Shen Qingchen, do you really love me?
The moonlight was so bright that night when we were young. Did your kiss mean anything?
Why is it that every time I see you, your gaze always falls somewhere behind me?
I wonder who you’re really looking at.
