C765 The Morning Snow Is as Fine as Black Silk

Ning Guangyao frowned, "What secret?"

"Xue Zijing didn't die of blood cancer all those years ago …"

"What!?" Ning Guangyao turned around and stared at Luo Cuishan with eyes like a fierce tiger, "You're saying …"

"That's right!" Luo Cuishan laughed complacently, "You didn't expect that