What surprised Qiao Jiashang was not only Chu Nanxi's identity as Tao Yi, but also Li Hannian's expression.
From beginning to end, that man remained very composed.
Clearly, he knew—he knew Chu Nanxi was Tao Yi.
Not just that...
It seemed he knew everything about her, yet he... even now, still felt like he knew nothing about that girl.
Thinking of this, Qiao Jiashang raised his right hand, pulled a cigarette from his pocket, put it to his lips, and lit it with a lighter.
He took a deep drag.
The briny sea breeze mingled with the smoke choked his throat, causing a bit of pain.
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The next morning at 8 a.m., Wen Xian's memorial service was held on time at the Jincheng Funeral Parlor.
Due to Wen Xian's status as an artist, the television and radio stations also made related reports.
