C57 Shi Teng Touched the Melon

The car door swung open, and Zhang Xinyue plopped down into the passenger seat.

Yuh Wenming gave a slight nod and laid the newspaper out in front of her. "Take a look at this article. Does it ring any bells?"

As she scanned the text, her brow furrowed. "Jin Yuting... where have I heard that before?"

After a moment of thought, Yuh Wenming added, "I once bought a fragment of it