Chapter 825

"Lan Shao and Jiang Zong will know when they go in."

Mo Qing also looked mysterious and invited them into the villa.

LAN tingsheng and Jiang Yucheng looked at each other. With doubts in their eyes, they walked in together.

As soon as he entered the villa, LAN tingsheng heard a familiar voice and was so surprised that he stopped, "did I hear right?"

How did he feel that he heard Lu wanchu's voice? She was dead. How could it be?

Jiang Yucheng stopped and listened carefully, "you heard right."

Jiang Yucheng also heard it. They are still familiar with Lu wanchu's voice and will never hear it wrong.

"How?"

Without time to think more, LAN tingsheng accelerated his steps and ran towards the villa living room. When he saw the familiar figure sitting on the sofa, his peach eyes tightened and subconsciously shouted, "Lu wanchu?"

Lu wanchu took back the hand held by Fu Yi, stood up from his position and smiled at LAN tingsheng, "long time no see!"

She would not tell LAN tingsheng that Jiang Yucheng had been reborn in another body for a long time and met him more than once.

"Lu wanchu, aren't you dead?"

LAN tingsheng couldn't believe it. He stepped forward and looked up and down at Lu wanchu. There was a trace of panic in his shock.

"Yes, I'm dead. Now I'm a ghost."

Lu wanchu smiled coldly. When she was alive, LAN tingsheng's smelly mouth never let her go once. Naturally, she wouldn't give him any good face.

"Ghost?!"

LAN tingsheng turned white and coughed unnaturally. "If you're a ghost, I'm a soul seducer."

With a sneer, LAN tingsheng thought Lu wanchu was joking. After all, Lu wanchu standing in front of him was a living person and was still with Fu Yi. How could he be a ghost?

Did she have an inside story about her death? She didn't die at all. She pretended to be dead on purpose? Since she pretended to be dead, why didn't she see anyone for a whole year? Where did she go?

Lu wanchu stepped forward and stood in front of LAN tingsheng, stretched out his hand and grabbed his hand while LAN tingsheng didn't pay attention.

The hands without temperature grabbed LAN tingsheng. LAN tingsheng was startled and raised his head in panic. "Why are your hands so cold?"

Fu Yi stood aside, lowered his face, came forward, grabbed Lu wanchu's hand and pulled it back.

"His hands are dirty. Don't touch them."

The deep and sexy voice echoed in Lu wanchu's ears, and Lu wanchu couldn't cry or laugh.

LAN tingsheng was too frightened to look at Fu Yi calmly, "you guy who forgets his friends, say again, where am I dirty?"

Fu Yi, your uncle's, he has a mania for cleanliness. Where is it dirty? Do you need to be jealous?

After drawing a circle at the bottom of his heart and cursing Fu Yi, LAN tingsheng's eyes fell on Lu wanchu, looking at her pale, bloodless cheeks and her hands without any temperature just now. He had to believe Lu wanchu's words, "are you really... Really dead?"

Jiang Yucheng slightly changed his face, took a step forward, grabbed Lu wanchu's hand and released it in an instant.

"She's really dead!"

Jiang Yucheng kept looking at Lu wanchu with surprise and doubt.

"How could this happen?"

LAN tingsheng took a step back and couldn't believe it.

How could a dead man stand in front of them alive and greet them in the old tone.

"Jiang Yucheng, am I dreaming? I must be dreaming, my God, this dream is too real. "