After a long while, Xia Anlan put down his hand and raised his head.
His eyes were bloodshot and there were tears around them. He said,""Your grandmother should be happy. She's already dead."
Xia Anlan's voice was hoarse and filled with hostility.
"Yeah, I'm also happy that she's dead."
If she had not died, Yan qingsi would probably still be alive. By the time she returned to the country, she would have been dead.
Zhou Fengqing, this woman, treated qingsi and her mother's life as a game of chess. Fortunately, she was dead. Otherwise, qingsi would only repeat her mother's tragedy.
Although Xia Anlan's eyes were red, he had already calmed down. He asked Arthur,""In the past few years, besides being in close contact with the Zeng family, did your grandmother also have any contact with Xia rushuang or the you family in Sea city?"
In Xiao' AI's tragedy, Zhou Fengqing, Xia rushuang, the Zeng family, the ye family ... These people were all executioners.