Lin Hanxing did not comment and looked up to meet his eyes.
"Where did you bury her?"
Standing alone in the shadows, Yuan shaojing's brows were filled with a strong desire.
"Buried?" Lin Hanxing repeated his words, his voice full of playfulness but with a sigh that could not be concealed.
"Aunt Mian said that she's been bound by the rules of the world."
"How could I bear to trap her in the grave?"
Hearing Lin Hanxing's words, Yuan shaojing was stunned at first, then his face turned pale.
&Quot; the water of the Lancang River flows for a long time. Aunt Mian can finally be free and unrestrained. &Quot;
Lin Hanxing glanced at Yuan shaojing's pale face, Jade-like skin, and the smile on his face.
"Mr. Yuan, shouldn't you be happy for her?"
It was as if his chest had been smashed by a heavy fist. If it wasn't for uncle Hai's quick reaction, Yuan shaojing would have fallen to the ground.
"You ..."
