"She fell from a height in the cemetery. I'm not sure why she fell, but I've already left the bodyguards there to investigate," Yan Luoxi had sent Gu Qian to the hospital before immediately arranging for the bodyguards to figure out what had happened.
Gu Qian hadn't said anything, but that didn't mean she had fallen on her own.
Mo Beichen's attention was caught by the first few words, "Did you say she went to the cemetery?"
Yan Luoxi saw his expression and felt a bit reluctant to continue, but if she didn't, it didn't mean he wouldn't find out. She sighed, "Yes, the accident happened in front of Shen Changqing's tombstone."
Mo Beichen suddenly laughed, and that laughter made Yan Luoxi's skin crawl. She looked up at him and saw his expression was desolate and bleak, "Yan Luoxi, do you think her heart is made of stone? Why can't I ever warm it?"
