The man looked up and locked gazes with Zhao Youlin. Soon, he lowered his head again, as if the glimpse of killing intent in his eyes when their eyes met was all but Zhao Youlin's imagination.
Zhao Youlin narrowed her eyes. She turned back and said to An Yue in a jittery, "You picked him up? Where did you pick him up from?"
An Yue knew that it was inappropriate for her to let the person in without her permission. So, the moment Zhao Youlin questioned her, An Yue dared not hide anything from her and said, "I saw him outside the outlet. When I threw the garbage outside that day, I saw… him… sitting on the ground. I pitied him and so… so…"
"So, you brought him in?" The hint of suspicion intensified in her eyes. Bringing in a man who was right at the entrance outside her outlet in broad daylight, at the same time, the man she brought in did not look as simple as he appeared to be… All this seemed to be too much of a coincidence.
