C350 Leng Clan's Gentleness

Qin Fanhui's hand that was holding the steering wheel trembled and she almost turned the car around. Such keen intuition?

"Uh, there is something."

Leng Xuanrui's lips curled up slightly. His eyes were clear and warm, and his voice was gentle. "Tell me, what is it?"

"Ji Tianci called to tell me that Qin Youfu is dead."

"Dead