C893 Young Matchmaker in Business
On the other side of the phone, silence continued.
"Can I?" Luo Annxin spoke again.
"You guessed it?" Sheng Shiyi asked coldly.
These three words were like three huge mountains pressing down on him.
"What happened to him?" Luo Annxin felt her throat tighten.
"Dead." Sheng Shiyi seemed to be smoking. Luo Annxin heard her exhale and said, "It was not long after Qiu Zhiying's funeral
