Under the mask, the veins on the man's forehead throbbed. Yet his voice remained steady: "I'm here to ask, has anyone in the Liang family ever died from illness?"
Dong Huiying paused in surprise, then looked at Shu Yu. Shu Yu looked baffled, why was she looking at him like that?
He's fine now, although he caused a fuss last night by sleeping on the floor and catching a small illness, this ailment is much better than his frail body before.
Dong Huiying's eyes flashed, then she slowly asked, "Does it matter if they have or haven't? To you, they are just strangers now. Whether they are alive or... does it affect you?"
He had a slight frown, "Affect?"
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips, "I was just asking casually." Clearly, he came specifically for this matter, yet now with one sentence, he overturned what he said before.
He turned his head as he walked, suddenly a hand reached towards his back as if wanting to push him, he coldly turned his head back.
