When Cao Ling was still panting over there, she almost felt her legs go weak and that she couldn't stand steady.
It was only when Ye Qiu held her in his arms that she slowly started to feel better.
Ye Qiu pulled her up to the rooftop and asked, "What exactly did that old man from the Ye Family come here for?"
What for?
Cao Ling looked at Ye Qiu in surprise. Could it be that he still didn't know?
"That Ye Feng is dead," Cao Ling said.
"I know. Your cousin called me yesterday and told me."
What did Ye Feng's death have to do with him now?
Of course, if it really did have something to do with it, only Ye Qiu himself knew.
"Ye Qiu, if you'd been willing to treat Ye Feng, could you have saved him?"
"What do you think?"
With what Cao Ling knew about Ye Qiu, if he'd been willing, it really was possible he could have saved Ye Feng.
But Ye Qiu didn't save him, so there had to be a reason.
"Then Old Ye coming to you obviously has an indirect connection to Ye Feng's death."
