My wife...?!
Lu Chongshan had only ever had one wife who was Yan Ruyi. Who was this Yun Lan?
The instant he saw that memorial tablet, the final tensed up nerve in Lu Chongshan's mind ruptured as if his entire being had been emptied. His face went blank.
He stood there blankly as he stared at the memorial tablet. He opened his mouth like a goldfish, but he could not say a single word. Beneath his dull eyes, there only remained huge fear and panic that was about to swallow him whole as if that memorial tablet was some kind of terrifying beast.
Lu Chongshan turned a sickly color as he fell forward without a warning.
"Ah! Chongshan! Chongshan! Chongshan, what's wrong?" When Yan Ruyi saw the two words on the tablet, she looked poorly as well. She only returned to her senses when she saw Lu Chongshan pass out. She turned pale with fright before quickly holding him up.
"Oh my God!"
"Uncle Lu! Uncle Lu..."
