His WeChat

Back to a tiny, 90-square-meter apartment, Xiyan took off the coat.

She laid the black coat on her bed, rummaging through every pocket until a business card was found in an inside pocket.

There was the man's information -

Ye Hao, General Manager of Chenyuan Trade LLC.

Underneath the name and title were his email address and a QR code.

She scanned the code with her phone and a low resolution profile of a man playing guitar popped up. His name, Ye Hao, was used as his alias.

This is his WeChat profile.

Should I add him? Xiyan crumpled a bit, hesitant.

Never mind, I'll add him tomorrow. It's late anyway. He probably had gone to bed already. It would not polite to bother anyone this late at night.

She threw herself in bed and fell asleep soon. She'd been crying too much and eating too little. Plus she didn't get much sleep lately, she had worn herself out.

It had been 2 pm when she woke up.