It was almost evening when Qiao Nian left Yu Qingliu's villa.
The afterglow of the setting sun was especially beautiful as the burning clouds set in the sky.
Ye Wangchuan had been waiting for her outside.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his beige windbreaker, making his face appear gloomy. His eyes were lowered and he was playing with a lighter.
Coincidentally, Qiao Nian came out. Seeing the girl coming out of the villa from the corner of his eye, he put away the lighter and walked towards her. "How was your conversation?"
"He's a sly old fox." Qiao Nian shrugged, her expression relaxed. No emotions could be seen on her face. "I asked him about his relationship with the K Organization. He only admitted that the K Organization is related to the reclusive families to a certain extent, but he didn't admit involvement in this accident."
