On the drive back, the more Su Xiaohui thought about it, the more something felt off.
Zhou Sen had beaten her just last night, and today he’d been robbed and beaten to a pulp. It was too much of a coincidence.
Forget Zhou Sen; even she found it hard to believe.
But she knew she hadn't done it. So who had?
Then, an image of Wen Zhao flashed through her mind.
He had shown up unexpectedly today with


