【307】Junior Sister, Please Don't Misunderstand

"Turns out she's a poor little thing." Chang Jiawei skillfully sliced his steak, blinking when he heard the news his old classmate revealed on the phone, and suddenly felt an inexplicable urge to laugh.

It seemed his robot-like old classmate had miscalculated something.

Fu Xinheng put the phone down, finding it hard to believe what he had just heard.

It was Zhou Junpeng who called. Zhou Junpeng was eating in the hospital cafeteria and happened to overhear the conversation at the table next to Xie Wanying's, so he hastened to report back to him.

"Watching a loved one draw their last breath with your own eyes? How old is she this year? Could it have happened when she was very young?" Chang Jiawei speculated.

The mental image of a pitiful little girl watching her relative die had a shockingly powerful visual impact.

Fu Xinheng touched his forehead.