Su Jingshu suddenly reached out and grabbed Huo Yirong's arm, asking urgently, "Is Nangong Chang still alive?"
Her facial expressions were fierce, losing the composed temperament of a scholarly lady as a crazed look sparked in her eyes, terrifying to behold.
Huo Yirong looked at her with an indescribable gaze, his thin lips barely moving, "…Madwoman!"
He forcefully shook off her hand and strode into the bar.
Huo Qiang and the other Hidden Guards immediately followed him in.
Su Jingshu stood in the same place, muttering to herself, "Impossible, I couldn't have recognized the wrong person…"
Just over an hour ago, when she had found Song Qing entangled with Rong Menglan, she was merely an observer. Now, she was part of the drama.
She could never have imagined that a dead person could reappear before her eyes, let alone that child… who was it?
