Chapter 1796: Is my father dead? Is he really dead?

and peered through a crack in it.A single table lamp flickered on the coffee table in the living room. Fu Mo Han sat on the sofa, his face hidden in the shadows, only his thin lips and jawline visible...Leng Jue was just about to say, "I,"

Fu Tianze didn't give Leng Jue any chance to explain, biting back, "Uncle Ji said that seeing is believing. Uncle Leng, you haven't seen him, so how can you be sure he's still alive"

Cold Jue was about to say, "I,"

Fu Tianze didn't give Leng Jue a chance to explain. He insisted, "Uncle Ji said, seeing is believing. Uncle Leng, since you haven't seen him, how can you be sure he's still alive"gh the glass, warmly bathing the room in a bright and cozy glow, creating a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere. 。She was daydreaming. 。If so, without Mu Shaochen, without suffering, without amnesia, th...