Qiao Yi lay on the bed lost in her thoughts when suddenly, someone knocked on her bedroom door.
"You were kicked out, weren't you? How did dad let you back in?"
The one knocking was none other than Lu Yanchuan, who had just been "thrown out of the house". Qiao Yi stepped aside from the bedroom door, but instead of coming in, Lu Yanchuan pulled her out.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To the hospital."
At this time, instead of investigating, you're going to the hospital? Who got hurt?
Qiao Yi couldn't figure out what Lu Yanchuan was up to and had no choice but to obediently follow him out.
Upon reaching the hospital, Lu Yanchuan took Qiao Yi straight to the morgue underground. Qiao Yi felt her hair standing on end, and the questions at the tip of her tongue were left unspoken.
Finally, when the elevator reached the basement, Qiao Yi couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out.
"What are we doing here?"
"To meet someone."
Meeting someone in the morgue? Who? A dead person?
