On the next rainy morning, the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, with a drizzle adding to the already oppressive atmosphere of the capital.
Ye Xunhuan had stayed almost the entire night at Qin Fenghuang's grave, leaving only at dawn.
Last night, Ye Xunhuan had wanted to get some information from that mysterious man, but unfortunately, the man seemed very guarded. He only spoke halfway and then stopped, eventually leaving Ye Xunhuan with a belly full of doubts.
In front of Qin Fenghuang's grave, Ye Xunhuan pondered for a long time about who this person was and what his connection was with his mother.
But he ultimately couldn't figure it out. However, Ye Xunhuan realized at that moment that his mother was far more complicated than he had thought. Qin Fenghuang was full of secrets.
Even as her son, Ye Xunhuan didn't know what those secrets were!
Unable to understand, Ye Xunhuan didn't dwell on it too much. He believed that he would eventually come to understand everything.
