Sang Qianqian picked up the phone. "Wen Xu, what's the matter?"
"Sis, that crazy Shen Hanyu, he..."
Wen Xu really didn't know what to say. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
Sang Qianqian was a little puzzled. "What happened with Shen Hanyu?"
"He dug up your grave and said that he wanted to do an autopsy!"
Wen Xu's feelings were complicated. "The thing is, he still has the blood-stained clothes from back then, which means your blood is still on it. He's going to use that to extract your DNA…"
Sang Qianqian suddenly felt as if she had been struck by lightning. "Didn't you say that he didn't suspect anything at all and thought that it was just an illusion?"
