Song Shijing's handsome brows furrowed slightly, "Dead?"
"Yes, this man came to Capital City three years ago, committed a crime two years ago, was imprisoned, and died of illness in prison half a year later."
Seeing Song Shijing's furrowed brows and his silent smoking, Chen Bing couldn't help but ask, "Is there something you needed from this person, Mr. Song? Although he is dead, I will do my best to investigate."
"No need."
The two men who had violated Sang Qian, the one before had already done a paternity test with Wanwan, and there was no blood relation. Now that this one's dead, there's no way to test him.
But if that one wasn't, then it must be this one.
Ji Chengzhou had thought before that if he found this man, what should he do with him?
Without severity, thinking about what Sang Qian had gone through, he could not let go.
With severity, yet the man was Wanwan's father.
Now, it seemed that things had been made easier.
