"What?" Lu Yuanhe froze suddenly, then stood up abruptly and looked toward Uncle Li.
Qin Meifen's face turned instantly pale, her voice out of tune. "Impossible."
Weilan was also shocked, and with a cold voice looked at Qin Meifen, asking sharply, "Aunt Fen, what's impossible? Why are you so sure Brother Hechen is no longer here? Why?"
Facing Weilan's aggressive questioning, Qin Meifen stiffened, her hands clenched into fists, tightening and tightening again.
Her meticulously drawn eyebrows looked fierce today, and her lips were somewhat smudged, revealing a state of disarray.
Weilan was also clueless about what was happening outside, she turned to look at Uncle Li.
Lu Yuanhe's face was filled with disbelief. "Uncle Li, are you saying, the young master is still alive?"
Uncle Li didn't rush to answer.
Qin Meifen's complexion grew even paler.