The wind mingled with the rain, whistling through empty spaces in a way that felt eerily haunting. It was easy to imagine oneself on a horror film set. Yu Xing felt like she was living in one, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the umbrella handle, her face as pale as a ghost.,Yu Xing chuckled: "You see through her, she's really bold, at least stronger than him.",Yu Xing reached out to take it, her fingertips accidentally brushing against Hao's assistant's hand.。