The woman looked at Shen An with a complicated expression, as if she was confirming if Shen An was telling the truth.
Actually, Shen An was very flustered. He was very afraid that the woman would find out that Little Lu Nian was not dead. If the woman found out that Little Lu Nian was not dead, the two children and he would die without a burial ground.
Shen An was already so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat. At this moment, the woman spoke.
"Are you sure you can convince the police and the Lu family that that little bastard is dead?" the woman asked.
"I'm 100% sure," Shen An said firmly. He knew in his heart that the woman already believed his words.
"Is that little b*tch really dead?" The woman raised her eyebrows slightly and asked tentatively.
Shen An frowned and said coldly, "Do you think a three-year-old child can still be alive after her bone marrow has been extracted?"
