"You haven't eaten anything all day yesterday, Bian Xiulin specially brought this for you, eat more." Seeing He Zhilan had only taken a few sips of the porridge before putting it down, He Teng spoke and then stood up. Taking over the lunchbox, he said, "I'll feed you, eating a bit more is always good."
He Zhilan really couldn't eat, so she shook her head and turned her face away, asking, "Lan Song is dead, isn't he?"
"A shot to the head, killed instantly." Without even a chance to utter another sentence.
"Yesterday, after Lan Song kidnapped me, I tricked a few words out of him. Brother, the drug trafficking case really is related to Gu En!" He Zhilan bit her lip, "Niu Rang's death is also related to Gu En! Our speculations have come true; it really was Gu En who discovered Niu Rang's identity and then exposed him."
Even though it was something guessed long ago, when the truth was laid bare in front of her, He Zhilan still found it somewhat hard to accept.
