Just because an old lady can't write, doesn't mean Chu Yunxuan can't either.
She's so capable, what's drawing up a plan to her?
Even if she's lying in a hospital bed, she could still dictate it!
Having found the solution, Huang Meijuan could no longer stay awake and fell into a deep sleep.
...
The winter night is eerily still.
Chunbai County City isn't large; there isn't much of a bustling nightlife.
The two dance clubs and KTVs at the central square are also devoid of business after 2 a.m.
Around 3 a.m.
An out-of-town Highlander drives off the highway and comes to the central square of the county city.
In the southeast corner of the square, there's an eight-story self-built building.
The ground floor houses various shops like a tea house, a salon, and a steamed bun shop, while the higher floors are filled with small hostels and rental rooms.
These private hostels usually don't require an identity registration, and anyone can stay as long as they pay.
