Zhong Min remembered that Song Qiao seemed to have disappeared a while ago, and yet he was still talking to him in this tone—maybe he didn't know about everything yet?
Zhong Min picked up his phone and pulled up some news about the Song Group, and Song Qiao.
He set the phone down in front of Song Qiao, flipping through the pages, letting Song Qiao see them one by one.
Song Qiao was somewhat incredulous. He saw in the web page images of Song Qingyun leaving the Song Group with a gloomy face, he saw that Song Qingyun's once jet-black hair was now nearly all white, and Song Qiao himself felt like he was falling apart.
Didn't he just go to Lin Tai Mountain—what on earth happened?
Finally, he saw the date on the phone. His pupils contracted sharply.
So…it's already been this long?
Why does he have no memory of these months? Who did this?
Who could have such power?
Li Shuning—was it Li Shuning?
When Song Qiao saw his own wanted notice, he felt nothing anymore.
