What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?
He had been declared dead without his knowledge?
Song Yun stared at the live broadcast on TV, looking at his slightly swollen-eyed wife, his heart ached for her.
"Ma'am, could you arrange a car to Magic Capital for us?"
Song Yun, a bit agitated, grasped the landlady's shoulders and asked.
The landlady had never encountered such a handsome man in her life, let alone been so close to one face-to-face, and for a moment she was so dizzy she couldn't tell north from south.
"All right, all right, stop looking at me like that, I have a husband..."
"Ah? Oh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The landlady tidied up her disheveled hair by her ears, her cheeks blushing as she said, "There's a car going into the city of Magic Capital in ten minutes. I've known the driver for many years; you can hitch a ride back with him..."
"Thank you so much!"
