Is Wen Zaiye still alive?
Xia Feng blinked but didn't answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Who are you? Why are you asking this?"
"Sorry, I got a bit emotional," the woman apologized, lowering her gaze and speaking softly, "I'm Wen Zaiye's girlfriend. You can call me Zhi Zi. I just want to know how my boyfriend is doing."
Your boyfriend is dead as a doornail... Xia Feng remained silent; he wasn't ready to break the sad news just yet.
He suddenly thought of a possibility, "So, Wen Zaiye escaped from here."
"Ah? No, he didn't." Zhi Zi pursed her lips and shook her head, her haggard complexion growing dimmer.
People continued to stream forward, indicating that the opening hours were approaching, and everyone had to undergo a physical check to ensure the clients' safety.
Xia Feng turned and said, "Are you interested in talking about you and Wen Zaiye?"
The woman was silent for a moment, then lifted her eyes slightly, "There's not much to tell, really."
