"Oh, Dirk," Alice's voice was soft and gentle. "If I'm going to die, it's God's plan."
She lived an open and transparent life.
Song Yaoyao's gaze lingered on the necklace around her neck and she asked casually, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Of course I am." Alice smiled shyly. She tilted her head and spread her hands. "There's no one in the world who isn't afraid of death, but this is fate. No matter how unwilling I am, when my time is up, death will still come and take me away as intended."
Her tone always sounded like she was putting on a play, and the bodyguards behind her were obviously used to it.
Moreover, because of her words, their eyes were filled with sadness.
What a loyal servant...
Song Yaoyao thought.
"Then, did you come to China to seek medical treatment?" Song Yaoyao threw out this question at the right time.
