Lu Yaran took the phone that hung there and asked rudely, "What are you doing here?"
Qin Yan also took the phone and put it to her ear. "There's something I must tell you."
Qin Yan raised her eyebrows. "I thought that since you are here, you are likely separated from the outside world, receiving late news about what's going on. I'm being good-hearted by coming here to tell you about something."
Lu Yaran sneered. "How good of a heart can you have?"
Qin Yan pursed her lips and said, "I am here to tell you that Qin Muran is dead."
Lu Yaran glared at Qin Yan, "What did you say? Don't talk nonsense! Qin Muran is well and alive. How dare you curse her to die? Absolutely evil!"
"Why would I lie to you about this? Qin Muran is dead. She was burned to death in a fire. The fire even reached a gas tank, causing an explosion. You can imagine how miserable Qin Muran's death was."
Lu Yaran trembled, "No! Impossible! Gas tank? Heh!"
