Zhong Yuquan was very excited. Ye Haoran died. He finally died. It was a great news. But Zhong Yuquan knew that it was not the time for him to laugh. He still had the simplest common sense to avoid suspicion.

"How is it possible that President Ye is not good?" Zhong Yuquan falsely said, and he stared at the man next to Ye Haoran: "Food can be eaten at random, words can not be spoken at random."

"Call an ambulance!" The man listened to the words of Zhong Yuquan more vigorously. He stretched out his hand to pull Haoran Ye, warm.

Hai Zhixuan ran directly to Ye Haoran and his...