Standing in the living room of the Mo Family's apartment, Shen Youlin held the phone in her hand that was trembling fiercely.
Who could it be?
She wondered while her heart started to fill with panic with every passing second.
The voice on the other side of the phone was almost in a whisper …a cold whisper. A kind of voice that she had never heard before and how could she have heard it before.
Shen Yiling had never talked to her like that before. She had acted very well in front of Shen Youlin always …pretending to be a very good elder sister and making her think that it was always Shen Youlin who was not capable enough to win the hearts of the family members of the Shen Family like her elder sister Shen Yiling.
It was only recently that Shen Youlin had started to discover a little bit, slowly and slowly that Shen Yiling was perhaps not as innocent as she made herself look to be.
And she still knew only a little bit.