But her backward steps were quickly stopped by something.
Because her back bumped into something.
Clearly, there was nothing behind her, right?
An Weiwei took a deep breath and turned her head around.
A small dog hanging upside down, with twisted limbs and eyes gouged out, was staring with its blood-red empty eye sockets, eerily smiling at An Weiwei.
"Ah—"
A sharp sound pierced through the entire sky.
The system watched An Weiwei, who was frantically spinning in place, and felt relieved as it guided her to walk away into the distance.
It continued to monitor the host's situation.
...
Fang Yuhuan had been a bit distracted all day today.
His mind was filled with Xueli's weak and feeble appearance from this morning.
He had no idea how Xueli was doing.
Suddenly, his phone rang.
It was Assistant Liu, whom he had sent home at noon to deliver lunch to Xueli.
"President, Xueli is not at home at all." Assistant Liu's anxious voice came through.
