Chapter 161 What Do You Mean, Young Master Yan?

Xia Yu lay on the cold ground. Her body and soul began to separate as she heard the scurrying footsteps fading into the distance.

Something seemed to be draining out of her. Were those people all gone? However, they left the filth and the sin behind.

Xia Yu closed her eyes, the light went out, and in the darkness, all she could hear was her breathing. The sounds that came out of her chest were like cries and howls, but they were all blocked by the cloth stuffed into her mouth.

Gradually, she heard the siren of the police car outside, from far and near. It stopped outside, and the iron gate of the workshop was opened. Someone ran in and called her name.

"Xia Yu!"

"Xia Yu!"

Shen Yanan almost ran into the workshop in one breath. There were lights inside. A long string of incandescent bulbs was installed on the ceiling, lighting up the entire space, but not even a ghost could be seen.

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