WeChat messages go unanswered, phone calls unreturned. As evening falls within the villa of Wen Manor, Zhao Yali grips her phone while seated on the couch, feeling a rising unease.
After calling Wen Yiming's secretary and learning of the situation, Zhao Yali feels as if a bolt from the blue has struck her.
After hanging up, she browses the internet briefly, and sitting on the sofa, Zhao Yali finds herself trembling all over.
With shaking hands, she picks up her phone to call Wen Ya, but upon hearing the shutdown prompt on the other end, countless possibilities flood Zhao Yali's mind.
In the photo, Wen Ya is stark-naked, with eyes that hold a void and despair even more intense than on Old Madam Wen's birthday banquet, enveloped entirely in an aura of deathly stillness.
Scene of murder, destruction of corpse, and other unsavory terms rise to Zhao Yali's mind. After pondering for a long while, only Ji Qin comes to mind.
