Most importantly, Shao Jixi was dead. He was happy. If he was caught in prison, it wouldn’t be worth the loss. It was better to let him have a taste of how his beloved had lost, just like he had lost his only family. It wasn’t bad to play a scene.
Xiao Yu had been staring at the door of the Leng Lingfeng for two days. He rarely went out. Every time he went out, he would come back within half an hour. Moreover, the place he went to was no more than a coffee shop or a supermarket. Every time he stayed for less than 20 minutes, he didn’t notice anything. He could only tell the truth about Shao Jixi.
Ever since Shao Jixi had lost his LiMan, he had been eating and drinking for two consecutive days. Song Anyang had been accompanying him in the company for the past few days, but he was rational
