Lin Yixun rushed forward in three steps, tearing off the white cloth covering Leng Yixiu's body. But at the moment when she saw the man's handsome face clearly, her vision suddenly went black.
Fortunately, Sister Yi stepped forward in time, supporting her so she didn't fall.
Lin Yixun turned her eyes to Sister Yi beside her, then suddenly smiled, her eyes red as she said, "Sister Yi, the person lying here is not Leng Yixiu, right?"
Sister Yi lowered her head, "Miss Lin, he really is sir."
"No, it's not him, it can't be him!" Lin Yixun suddenly raised her voice, "His life is very long. Back then, Feng Chengyu's enemy couldn't kill him, Zheng Hao couldn't kill him either. This time, he definitely won't die!"
Sister Yi felt a bit distressed upon seeing this, but it wasn't a solution to let Lin Yixun stay here all the time either. She looked to Cen Lin for help.
