After getting the address, she left quickly.
“Tang Chen, he...”Lin Wanwan looked at Lu Zhanbei in a daze. Her tone was slightly trembling.
“I will continue to search.”
She wanted to see him alive, but she wanted to see his corpse dead.
Lin Wanwan took a deep breath. “Sister Zhiyi is right. There’s still hope. He must still be alive. Definitely!”
Lu Zhanbei put his arm around her shoulder. His expression was unusually gloomy.
In fact, they were all very clear that the chances of Tang Chen surviving were very slim.
Even if he was still alive at that time, after being buried for so long, he should have suffocated and died long ago.
Finding the corpse was only a matter of time.
Lin Wanwan braced herself. “Lu Zhanbei, you’re tired too. Quickly go and rest.”
“Okay.”
Lin Wanwan watched as Lu Zhanbei went upstairs. Her vision gradually blurred.
That God of plague Tang who always liked to tease her and always helped her..
He was no longer here.
