"Who did you say!?"
All of a sudden, Chu Yunsheng pressed his face closer to the coffin's crystal wall, staring at the old photo that was held by the old hand, as his heart was beating rapidly.
"Do you still remember the girl you met thirty years ago near Huangpu river?"
"Liu Li!" Chu Yunsheng's facial expression was filled with disbelief, "she is still alive? You have her!?"
The old man finally could not bear with Chu Yunsheng's foolish questions, "Chu Yunsheng, use your brain! If I have her, you think I will wait until now to talk to you?!"
"What do you want? Chu Yunsheng's heart suddenly sank. Although he tried to calm himself down, his heart was still beating crazy, because, in that photo, it was not just Liu Li one person, there was a baby, who seemed like it was just born.