Chapter 268 Portrait

As soon as those words came out, everyone present became silent. Ye Luo struggled to squeeze out of the crowd and almost tripped several times over women’s dresses. Finally, she reached in front of the person, out of breath. She took a deep breath, raised her small delicate and pure face towards the old man, and put up a smile. “Grandpa, this photo is fake. Ryan is not dead, really. He’s still alive.” The old Du was taken aback for a moment. His eyes lit up for a moment, pushed away Klein,...