A car sped past, kicking up a gust of cold wind. Qin An'an lifted her head. Through the hazy night, the taillights of a Rolls-Royce flickered in and out of view. Was that Fu Shiting's car? Wiping the tears from her face, she quickly composed herself and started walking toward the Fu family's residence. When she reached the front courtyard, she saw the car parked there. She stood outside the gate,