"Why did I receive two wills that express completely opposite meanings? Who else knows about everything we once had, besides Fu Tian?"
The old lady's mind conjured up the image of Han Fei: "I seem to have truly forgotten someone, someone who resembles him and has likewise dashed into the darkness alone..."
While the other executives were still discussing countermeasures, Du Jing quietly stood up. She didn't disturb the company's power holders and took the elevator downstairs.
Stepping out from the city's mega-screen, the old lady looked at the crowd outside the building, but she didn't find Han Fei, who had left in a hurry.
"Han Fei, such a familiar name. I've heard it many times from my mother in my dreams..."
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