Zhou Chenyan wasn't dead, a fact alone that was enough to shatter anyone's composure, and then he had to ask about Cheng Xing, compounding the sensation that the sky was falling and the earth crumbling for Cheng Zhiwei.
She bit her lip and said nothing.
Because she knew whatever she said would be in vain; Zhou Chenyan claimed it was just a casual inquiry, but in reality, his question was a signal of something else.
She wondered if Zhou Lin had noticed her disappearance; even if he had, he would probably never guess that Zhou Chenyan was still alive.
At that thought, Cheng Zhiwei couldn't help but blurt out, "Weren't you supposed to be dead, killed by Meng Qiancheng?"
Zhou Chenyan leaned back in his wheelchair, his gaunt and pale face full of scorn and viciousness, "The one who died was merely my body double."
