Li Tingshen stood behind her and looked at her back calmly.
Her head moved slowly from side to side. She was still looking at everything in front of her in disbelief. She couldn't accept it.
After some time, she suddenly turned around, her eyes bloodshot.
"Brother Ye Ze is dead?"
There was no trance, no taboo.
She went straight to the point and faced the cruel reality that she didn't want to face.
Li Tingshen's dark eyes flickered and he said coldly, "I don't know."
Ye Qingqiu suddenly walked towards him. When she saw the obvious hatred in his eyes, she raised her hands and pushed his chest forcefully.
The woman didn't have much strength.
Li Tingshen thought that she would slap him in anger like yesterday, but she pushed him instead. Hence, he was caught off guard and his body swayed imperceptibly.
Ye Qingqiu asked persistently, "Brother Ye Ze is dead?"
Li Tingshen looked into her eyes. "…No."
