Chapter Eighty-Seven: Shocking Surprise!
Jiūměi lán jiǔ jiāng jiān。 Bù zhī dào。
Translation:
Jiūměi lán shrugged. I don't know.
The most beautiful angel? Xia Zhichun's eyebrows slowly furrowed. Is she an angel? She is an angel? The blue ocean, representing a pure heart. But she... A hint of bitter smile in her heart. Her hands unknowingly stained with the blood of countless people.
Xia Zhi Chun reluctantly returned to the classroom, sitting in her own seat with a somewhat sulky expression.
"What's up, surprised?" A head suddenly appeared in front of Zhi Chun.
"What's wrong with you?"
"This is a willing gamble." Yan Lingxi said solemnly.
Are you willing to admit defeat? The pure MM widened her eyes and shook her head in confusion.
"Have you forgotten? About the bet on Mo Lianlian, I lost and will give you a surprise. The school website announced it last night, Mo Lianlian committed suicide."
"What? Mo Lianlian committed suicide?" Xia Zhi Chun suddenly stood up, "Suicide? How is that possible? Yesterday they clearly let Mo Lianlian go and told her explicitly that they didn't want her life! How could... how did she commit suicide."
"Suicide? Or was she killed?" Jiumei Luolan spoke coldly from the side, and when she heard the news of Molan's suicide from Yanling Xi, she was also shocked. Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed and never relaxed. Molan committed suicide? From the first glance at Molan, from the first formal acquaintance with Molan, Molan's behavior had been telling them a signal, that is, with Molan's temperament as a person, it was impossible for her to commit suicide because of an oath!
Yan Lingxi took a slight breath, what did Jiumeiluo Lan's words mean, suicide or being killed by others? This question he had never thought about before.
Xia Zhi Chun quickly realized the truth from Lan Lan's words. Even ants cherish their lives, let alone Mo Liang Liang? Would he put his life on the line for a bet? Or is there another mystery behind this!
"What about her body?" After a moment of silence, Kumoriloblu continued to ask.
"It's already been cremated!" Yeon Zero Hwi replied helplessly.
"Cremation? Cremated in just one night? What about the funeral? The Mo family is a noble family, and their precious daughter died like this. Don't they even plan to hold a funeral?" Xia Zhi Chun was getting angry, with both anger and doubt filling his mind.
"Eh, I heard that in Japan they directly cremate the body, so it's easier to transport the ashes back to China." A gossiping classmate chimed in from a short distance away.
The gossip classmates had just finished speaking when several more gossiping girls gathered around.
I also heard that it was because the Mo family thought their daughter's loss in gambling was very embarrassing, so they didn't even prepare a funeral and directly cremated her.
"I've asked around through many connections, it's because Mo Lianlian's dead body looked too terrible! So they hurriedly cremated her!"
"Doesn't a bad death look ugly? Won't it become a vengeful spirit then? I heard my grandma say, people who die with a bad death look are usually full of resentment or hatred when they die, and will definitely become a vengeful spirit after death! She'll take revenge!"
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The girl who came around you, with one sentence, has never stopped, and the more she talks, the darker it gets.
"Lanlan, there's a fierce ghost playing tricks." Xia Zhichun suddenly blurted out a sentence to interrupt the gossiping girls' discussion.
The Ba Gua girls stared at Xia Zhi Chun with a deadly gaze, their own words making them break out in cold sweat and stand their hair on end. Why would this classmate, who looked weak and harmless, with an innocent appearance, say such things? Monster...
Yan Lingxi's explosive sweat level was no less than those few gossip girls. He knew that Xia Zhichun, this woman, was not simple at all; he knew that her small body had a belly full of bad water and that her lovely head had a pile of evil cells. But shouldn't girls be afraid of Yan Lingxi? Why was she always so different from the others...
