She was more afraid of Ye Feimo acting like this. She was always afraid that something would happen to him. The calmer he appeared on the outside, the more terrified she was.
No matter how bright and beautiful the outside looks, the inside can be rotten.
The most terrifying thing was that the rot was silent and unnoticed.
By the time it was noticed, it might be too late.
Ye Sanshao brought a glass of juice to Cheng Anya. He glanced at the TV and said, "Don't watch anymore. Why are you watching if it's bothering you?"
Cheng Anya didn't know what to say. She took the cantaloupe juice and drank it. "Aren't you worried about Feimo? Look at him now. I'm worried that one day the police will call us to identify his body."
"Don't be so dramatic."
"How is this dramatic?" Cheng Anya shot back. "I wish I could put a listening device on him and know what he's doing twenty-four hours a day, if he's safe. Something so big happened, and he has no reaction at all. Is that normal?"
