Standing in the darkness, leaning against the door panel, listening to the footsteps of the bodyguards outside passing by the door.
Luo Xiaoqian’s eyes flash once more with that blood-stained photo, her heart aching sharply again.
Zimo, her Zimo, is he really dead?!
The note stuffed inside her bra presses hard against her skin, and with a thought, Luo Xiaoqian quickly steps into the bathroom, turns on the light, swiftly locks the door, and takes out the note from her clothes.
On it, the handwriting is so familiar it goes to the bone, indeed written by Leng Zimo without a doubt.
When was this note written, and when was that photo taken by Luo Ke?!
Luo Xiaoqian can’t determine which of these two things happened first.
No, Zimo can’t be dead, he can’t be; this must be Luo Ke’s ploy to deceive her, that Leng Zimo must be fake, that photo must be fake!
Luo Xiaoqian cannot accept such a fact, so instinctively she thinks everything in a positive direction.
Clutching the note written by Leng Zimo tightly in her palm, Luo Xiaoqian leans against the washbasin, carefully recalling everything that just happened.
Now, it seems she’s been brought to an island by Luo Ke, where Dr. Yin is also present, so he must be planning to use Dr. Yin to hypnotize her, just like she did to Zimo back then.
Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoqian’s heart curls into a knot.
No, she absolutely cannot forget Zimo, cannot forget Mo Mo, cannot forget everything between him and her.
Dr. Yin obviously is already under Luo Ke’s control, will he help her?!
Luo Xiaoqian cannot be certain.

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