"How is it?"
Lu Qingxin looked at the thin sheet of paper and didn't say a word for a long time. She was breathing heavily.
Gu Yancheng got impatient and snatched the paper from Lu Qingxin's hand. After reading it carefully, he was also stunned. He looked at Lu Qingxin, sympathetic.
The results confirmed that Lu Qingxin was related to the charred corpse. It was Lu Jijun.
"Qingxin..."
Lu Qingxin's knees felt weak. When she saw the photo of Ye Tianxin's mother in her father's wallet, for a moment, in her heart, she really thought that Lu Jijun, that scumbag, deserved to die.
Of course, it was only for a moment.
In reality, it would be in her best interest that the charred corpse was not Lu Jijun. She needed him.
However, this piece of paper pronounced the ending.
Lu Qingxin leaned weakly on Gu Yancheng's shoulders. Gu Yancheng's heart ached to see her sad and hurt.