The walls' soft gray-white tones gave the room a quiet, comfortable feel. A minimalist wooden desk stood in the center, its smooth, fine surface showing the natural grain of dark brown wood. Its design was practical yet elegant.
On the other side of the room was a large window draped with sheer white curtains. A small bookcase stood in the corner, its shelves neatly arranged with a wide range of books, from literary works to professional reference texts. Its simple, tasteful design matched the room's overall style, and a floor lamp stood beside it.
A comfortable armchair sat against one wall, its color echoing the walls' gray-white tones. It had a simple shape, with a very soft backrest and cushion. Beside it was a small round side table holding a few books and a cup of coffee.
But Ye Hua was not sitting in the armchair. She sat on the bookcase in the dim room, an anonymous email displayed on the screen before her. Her fingers tapped lightly against the desk, wariness written across her face.
Who would send me an anonymous email in the middle of the night?
Was it from the intelligence department?
Better take a look, just to be safe.
She opened the anonymous email. Its contents surprised her: it contained a video file titled "Meeting."
Meeting?
Who was meeting whom?
A possibility occurred to Ye Hua, but she was not sure.
Ye Hua frowned deeply, her doubts growing. She checked her surroundings before clicking play.
The video began, and Yue Chen's and Jonas's voices came through. Ye Hua could tell this was a conversation on the bridge. Yue Chen sounded exhausted and dejected, while Jonas's tone was relaxed and coaxing.
"Miss Yue Chen, I know you've been facing quite a few difficulties lately. If you're willing,