The Return of the Un

"Oh no, wouldn't this fellow be truly dead from the fall" Yang Qingqing frowned, her willow brows furrowed. She leaned in by the youth's nostrils, probing for breath. There was no warmth at all.,"As for today's affair, whoever dares to gossip, I shall silence them." Yang Qingqing coldly swept her gaze across the crowd before leading her people out with a commanding air.,After years of hard work, their parents' life's achievements were reduced to ashes, and they eventually died from depression!。