Qi Yelian's voice was trembling.

"No... No, you can't! No! I can't do that!"

People can't be so selfish!

"You go! It's nothing to do with you!" Gu Qianmeng kept shaking his head to Qiye with a firm tone.

"What does it mean to me? The dead man is my father! Tell me, what does it matter? You say it! " With a sneer, Qi Ye finally understood Gu Qianmeng's meaning, and she wanted to drive him away.

And what about her?

How does she face the murdered body alone, a woman?

"Qiye... You don't understand!"

Because Qihe was hidden by Qicheng!

So, all this has nothing to do with...