Where's Your Younger Sister

Qin Hanyu was cold. His face, looking similar to Qin Mian, was icy.

"I would like to ask you instead—aren't you dead? How are you alive again, or are you not Wang Santing at all?"

Wang Santing froze. Dead? What did he mean? Her head started to hurt, and a vague memory slowly crept into her consciousness. It was the memory of her final moment. She had died due to alcoholism. Years of alcoholism had destroyed her body and she had finally died.

That's right, she'd died, but what's happening now? Why is she alive again?

Confusion flashed across Wang Santing's watery eyes. Actually, she didn't know what was going on either. She just felt that she had fallen asleep, then woke up and Qin Hanyu had grown so big.

Wang Santing didn't look like she was faking it, so Qin Hanyu somewhat believed that she didn't know what was happening either.

Was it really by chance that she had survived, or was someone controlling everything behind the scenes?