Chapter 217: A CertificateThe man squinted at her, lit the cigarette, and took a drag. Sparks, accompanied by smoke, spread on his fingertips.
He exhaled and blew out the smoke that had turned his lungs. He leaned against the big chair and raised his eyes slightly. "It's inevitable to care about death in China."
"Hmm?" Mo Yan was stunned and blinked. "He went to China? And he died there? It was you who made him..."
"No." The man took another drag on his cigarette as if he wanted to say something. He was a little annoyed. "It seems that Chengxue has caused us a lot of trouble."
"It's her?" Mo Kun finally figured it out. "So, Chengxue took Ding Mao to China. What does she want to do? Does she want to make trouble there?"
"Maybe." The man got up, pressed the cigarette in his hand into th
