40 Scumbag and White Lotus

Wan, don't you want to know how your parents died?

This sentence clung to Su Wan. Her breathing became faster and her smile was cold.

"Su Yurou, what do you want to do?"

"Simple. Wan, if you wish to know the truth, come and see me now."

The voice on the other end was still gentle and sweet but it seemed to be contaminated with poison. Su Wan felt cold.

"Alright. You decide the venue."

"Aloes Tea House at North Second Street. Come early. I'll wait for you."

She ended the call and took a deep breath. She applied for a two-hour leave and walked out of Long Teng International with her handbag.

Three years had passed. Did Su Yurou really know the culprit responsible for her parents' deaths?

Su Wan was unsure of this answer but even if there was a one in ten thousand chance and even if this might be a trap, Su Wan would still attend this meet up.