The youth was beside her, his coffee-colored eyes imperceptibly scanned the man. It was just an ordinary passing encounter.
However, after only going a few steps, An Yeran suddenly stopped.
She turned her head, staring intently at the man's retreating figure.
The smell of fish.
A strong smell of fish was emanating from the man.
His clothes seemed somewhat damp, as though he had just come out of the water.
She had always had accurate intuition since a young age. If someone made her feel uneasy, that person definitely had an issue!
In that direction...
Was the girl's house.
Along the way, only her house resided here.
The young man stopped next to her and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
An Yeran replied, "Let's go back and check, Xiū."
The young man grabbed her, "Why?"
An Yeran replied, "That man is strange, he might not be a good person."
But the young man did not let her follow. His coffee-colored pupils calmly looked at her, "Perhaps, that's her father."