On the other side, Su Zipei was lying on the bed, his face pale and the sadness in his eyes was obvious.
Lu Wenhua was sitting at the head of her bed, holding her hand and persuading: “Things have already happened, you don’t want to think so much, you have to think more about Quinn Marsden.”
“For a while, I really hated her for dying … but now people are tragicly dead … Forget it, not to mention.”
“I help you lie down.”
Su Zipei nodded, watching the landing Wenhua, and suddenly thought of Mu Mu’s words before she died, and asked her to check Charles Brighton.
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