"Weren't you dead?"
Upon hearing Fang Mu's words, Qiao Jiusheng wisely chose not to say anything.
She was wrong.
When Fang Mu saw that she was still going to play dumb with him, a sad expression appeared on his face.
Qiao Jiusheng looked at him with a calm gaze.
Is he in great pain now?
However, how could his heartache compare to her previous life? Qiao Jiusheng had been locked up in a room alone. She had looked at him on the television when he had gently said to Qiao Jiuyin, "I do."
Fang Mu took a step forward. His eyes were fixed on Qiao Jiusheng's unfamiliar face. How many unbelievable things had she experienced to have to change her appearance and hide? He did not dare to think too deeply about it, and the grief in his eyes deepened.
"Xiao Sheng…" Fang Mu reached out. Before his fingers could touch Qiao Jiusheng's shoulder, Qiao Jiusheng took a step back.