"Madam, that place is too chaotic, do you want someone to follow you?" The driver, concerned, got out of the car after her.
"There's no need, just wait here for me. If you don't see me come out after an hour, call the police."
"Yes."
The driver stopped in his tracks and respectfully stayed in his place.
Su Yiru gripped her cell phone tightly, recalling the video she had just seen. She took a deep breath and then stepped into the eerily quiet pub.
Just like the last time she came to pick up Ye Mingmei, the pub was frighteningly silent during the day.
With every step she took, the tapping of her high heels on the gleaming floor could be heard, contrasting with the dim lighting and heightening the tension.
Su Yiru was worldly, not intimidated by these displays of grandeur; she walked straight across the open space ahead to the same lounge as before and pushed the door open.
Noticing the figure leaning back on the couch, she narrowed her eyes slightly.
