These few days, Mr. Lian had been thinking about it and investigating, but he couldn't find anything. He realized more and more that something wasn't quite right.
"Are you doubting my words?" The man was displeased, and his voice became even colder.
"No! I don't dare to, I just suddenly miss Ah Ying. " Mr. Lian quickly lowered his head, his palms covered in sweat.
He walked forward and stood in front of Mr Lian.""I don't wish to have such a thought a second time."
Mr. Lian responded. He turned around and walked out, saying,""It's been so many years. If you can't even win against mo Yancheng, how can you face Ah Ying?"
These words were like a thorn, constantly branded into Mr. Lian's heart.
"Ying, what's wrong with you?" Mr. Lian stood in the living room and turned to look out of the window. He was a little lost. He really wanted to know if she had really committed suicide back then.
