Kong Rufan pressed his head with one hand, feeling that her body and spirit had been hit. For a moment, she was so eloquent that she didn't know what to say.

After being anxious for a long time, I heard her say: "You have such a serious problem, why didn't you tell me earlier? What happened? Am I lucky that I have been watching you closely enough recently, so that I don't know about it from the news one day?

As of midnight last night, the only artist under my control committed suicide in the apartment...?"

Ji Yu laughed for a moment.

As if to comfort Kong Rufan, she was quiet for a while and whispered:

"I'm not willing to die now."

Because there are people who are worried.

Every time, every time, when she felt that she was being played by life and fate, and wanted to give up the struggle, she would think of Meng Rendong.

Ji Yu sometimes feels that he is making excuses for being greedy for life and afraid of death, so...

Every time she was desperate, she couldn't help but cry. Every tear asked her, what would Meng Rendong do if you died now?
Chapter completed!