Alana was noncommittal, raising his eyes to meet him.
“Where did you buried her?”
Standing alone in the shadows, Yuan Shaojing’s eyebrows wore a strong desire.
“Buried?” Alana repeated his words, but there were some unconcealed sighs in his voice.
“Aunt Mian said that she has been subjected to secular restraints in her life.”
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