How could this happen.
Rong Zhi... died?!
In good condition... how come.
Jiang Gujun was sweating with anxiety.
It's over.
Without Rong Zhi, there's no one who can control Bai Su anymore.
He seemed to foresee the upcoming scenes, closed his eyes helplessly and painfully.
Time was stretched very long.
No one in the villa dared to speak loudly, not even dare to breathe heavily.
It's been three hours since Rong Zhi lost her breath and her heartbeat stopped.
Bai Su still remained motionless sitting beside her, warming her hand.
Jiang Gujun couldn't help but feel heartache watching this.
When has the always omnipotent Mr. Su ever been in such a lost state.
It seemed a long time had passed, yet it felt like only an afternoon.
Jiang Gujun's legs were stiff from standing before finally receiving orders from the man.
He spoke hoarsely, in a very low, deep voice: "Pack up and return to Shengge Island."
Jiang Gujun was taken aback.
Where to return?
