Gu Xuanye's handsome face turned ashen as he held the phone, his hand suddenly tightening.
Mo Qiansu saw his expression, her heartstrings tautened with him.
After he hung up the phone, she quickly asked, "What's the situation with the Pei Family? Are they still refusing to hand over Pei Maoyan?!"
"Pei Maoyan is dead."
Mo Qiansu's heart skipped a beat, her lips pressing into a thin line.
The thing she feared most had still happened...
Gu Xuanye glanced at Pei Tianshuo, who was not far away, his face also pale and looking unwell. He wrapped his arm around Mo Qiansu's waist and said in a deep voice, "Our people did not see Pei Maoyan's body. It's only Pei Xun's word. I don't think she is necessarily really dead!"
"Susu, don't worry yet." After comforting Mo Qiansu, Gu Xuanye called Pei Xun.
But no one answered the phone.
He then called Pei Yuelan, and after a few rings, she answered.