Yan Luoxi stared blankly at Li Yeqi, asking incredulously, "Xiao Xiaoxiao is dead?"
"Yes, we found out it was she who leaked your itinerary. By the time we went to look for her, she was already dead." Li Yeqi watched her face gradually turn pale as he said, "Xixi, she got what she deserved."
Anyone who tried to harm her didn't deserve any pity.
Yan Luoxi gazed blankly at the television broadcasting social news, her voice trailing off; she didn't sympathize with Xiao Xiaoxiao's fate. "She was silenced, wasn't she?"
Someone like Xiao Xiaoxiao would never commit suicide.
The hand that Li Yeqi kept at his side clenched into a fist. Telling her yes would only make her more anxious. He shook his head, "No, don't think too much about it. It's just a coincidence."
"Really? Is it really just a coincidence?" Yan Luoxi's gaze rested on Li Yeqi's handsome face, stubbornly seeking an answer.
