At this moment, Qin Yi's phone rang.
Qin Yi walked to the side and answered a call.
After hanging up, Qin Yi walked over to Nangong Yaoling with a grim face and said in a low voice, "Young Master, Miss Qi Yue has had an accident."
Nangong Yaoling was stunned for a moment, then coldly said, "There's no need to report irrelevant people to me..."
As Nangong Yaoling spoke, he took a shot.
Qin Yi quickly said, "Young Master... could it be that the madam wasn't talking about this? Perhaps she was actually referring to Miss Qi Yue? She might not even know about Rasha'er..."
The golf club in Nangong Yaoling's hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.
"Is it really you? Nangong Yaoling, did you do it? Have you forgotten what you said? How could you..."
"So what if I did?"
"What? Did she call you? Or did someone else tell you about this? Was it Liang Shaochen?"
"Did she die? Didn't she survive?"
In Nangong Yaoling's mind, the conversation with Xiaonuan at the company replayed...
