Buried where?

Lin Hanxing did not comment and looked up to meet his eyes.

"Where did you bury her?"

Standing alone in the shadows, Yuan shaojing's brows were filled with a strong desire.

"Buried?" Lin Hanxing repeated his words, his voice full of playfulness but with a sigh that could not be concealed.

"Aunt Mian said that she's been bound by the rules of the world."

"How could I bear to trap her in the grave?"

Hearing Lin Hanxing's words, Yuan shaojing was stunned at first, then his face turned pale.

&Quot; the water of the Lancang River flows for a long time. Aunt Mian can finally be free and unrestrained. &Quot;

Lin Hanxing glanced at Yuan shaojing's pale face, Jade-like skin, and the smile on his face.

"Mr. Yuan, shouldn't you be happy for her?"

It was as if his chest had been smashed by a heavy fist. If it wasn't for uncle Hai's quick reaction, Yuan shaojing would have fallen to the ground.

"You ..."