C335 We Are All Miracles

After a long while, I got up from Muhuai's arms: "Muhuai! Where's Du Yinan? "Her child …"

"She's dead!" Muhuai's voice was very low, seemingly indifferent to life and death.

I thought back to her brazen suicide that day, and I couldn't help but have a bad premonition. "How did she die?"

Muhuai said, "It's Third Bro!"

"Third Bro?" I gasped and grabbed Muhuai's hand