Bab 158: Chapter 158 Burying The Wrong Ancestor

An hour later, the taxi stopped at the corner of River Street.

When she arrived at the door of the psychological consultation room, the middle-aged woman looked at the slightly old building devoid of any signboard.

It was hard to imagine that Chen Yu would stay here.

After livestreaming for so long, Chen Yu received quite a lot of donations.

Even if the platform deducted half of it, it should still be one or two million.

She was a little uncertain after this.

Given Chen Yu's dilapidated residence, Huang Ting felt even less confident.

"Dang dang dang."

The next second, Huang Ting raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"The door isn't locked. Please come in."

Hearing Chen Yu's voice coming from inside, Huang Ting took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.

"Uh..."

The moment she entered, Huang Ting was stunned.

What was this room?

A golden statue of an old man.