Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3843: Medicinal Gardens in the Skyscraping World
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 354: The Correct Day
“Doctor…” Fatty started shivering again. He whispered under his breath to warn Jiang Cheng. However, when he felt a pinch around his waist, he shut up again. Jiang Cheng’s meaning was clear. Fatty consoled himself. If he could see the issues with Department Head Li, Jiang Cheng could as well. He probably had figured out how to escape.
“How did Chen Yao die?” Jiang Cheng asked again.
Department Head Li raised her head. The face under the glasses felt unfamiliar to them. Soon, the coarse voice rang, “She hanged herself.”
“Was it a suicide?”
The woman nodded. “Yes.”
To be honest, Fatty didn’t trust the woman before them. Chen Yao might be real. She could be the ghost who came back. But… Fatty pursed his lips as sweat trickled down his neck. Who could say the woman before them was not Chen Yao? She could be the ghost.
Fatty wanted to grab Jiang Cheng's camera to test his theory. He had just extended his hand when he received a murderous look from Jiang Cheng. Fatty trembled and pulled his hand back. When Fatty took another look, Jiang Cheng reverted to normal. The latter looked at the woman, and the edges of his lips were tight as he waited for the answer.
“Chen Yao was a new student from 09,” The woman began slowly. Her coarse voice instantly brought them back in time.
“I was a grade older than her. I was her senior. I was the hostess during their batch’s icebreaker ceremony. She performed during the event. That was how we met. She was very beautiful. She could dance and sing. She was radiant during the event and grabbed many people’s attention. I noticed her grace and talent in ballet, so I suggested that she switch to ballet as her major.” She paused before explaining, “She joined the school to attend the contemporary dance major.”
“Dance Class One?” Jiang Cheng asked.
“Yes.” The woman nodded. “That is the biggest regret of my life.” Her voice was low, and her lips arched into a strange curve.
She personally sent her love rival to her fiance… Fatty thought no wonder her hatred is so deep. Of course, he wo
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