The feeling of waiting is truly nerve-wracking. Qi Hui was constantly in a state of fear and trepidation, so much so that any little noise outside made her want to jump out the window and run.
It was only at this moment that Qi Hui understood what Old Qi meant. Was she going to spend every day in this anxiety from now on?
Not daring to go out, not daring to show her ID, not daring to use her real name, living like a rat or cockroach in the darkness, scared and hiding at the slightest sound or light?
No, this is not the life she wanted.
Bai Yiran! You've caused me such misery! One day, I will repay you a hundred times over!
This grinding anxiety was driving Qi Hui mad. She turned on the TV, hoping it would distract her.
In the old hotel room, the TV could only get a few channels. With no other choice, she left it on a news channel.
