Beicheng, a high-end hotel.
After her conversation with Gu Qing, Luo Xinyun’s mind was a mess of tangled thoughts. Eventually, she drifted off to sleep, only to be jolted awake by a nightmare, her forehead slick with a layer of cold sweat. She stretched out her long arm, instinctively fumbling for her phone in the dark. The cold light of the screen as it flickered to life stung her eyes.
It was 7:03 AM.
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