Wen Xiyang lowered his head and recalled carefully, "Died of heart failure."
"Do you have her death certificate? Can you be sure she's dead?" Xun Ting frowned deeply. According to the second male lead, Xun Mengmeng didn't receive a heart transplant that day.
So how did she survive?
Besides... if Xun Mengmeng's parents cared so much about her, how could they possibly be willing to hold such a grand funeral if she were still alive?
"She is indeed dead. The head doctor personally covered her with a white sheet, and her family took her back."
"Dead..."
"Her heart has been overloaded for too long, and there's no new heart transplant available. There's no chance of even trying." Wen Xiyang has always had an excellent memory, and he remembered the name clearly.
The heart condition is so bad that there is no hope of survival without a heart transplant.
He looked up at Xun Ting and couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
She hesitated, unsure whether she should tell the second male lead.
"I heard you don't trust me, but does that mean we can't be friends? I saved your life the second time we met." Wen Xiyang frowned as he noticed this detail.
After listening to her, she realized that the second male lead wasn't a bad person; she understood that when she read the original book.
Besides, at this point, the only person she could ask was the second male lead. She recalled how she felt when she met Su Mengmeng yesterday.
“I saw someone who looked exactly like Xunmeng, the only difference being that she had double eyelid surgery, had no scars on her wrists, and had a different personality.”
"So, you suspect they are the same person?"
“Yes, but I’m not sure.” Xun Ting frowned subconsciously, after all, the hospital had confirmed Xun Mengmeng’s death.
Wen Xiyang's expression was also somewhat complicated. He pursed his lips and suddenly chuckled softly.
"Scars can be removed and permanently hidden, and personality can be faked, but it will eventually give itself away. There are also faces in the world that look nine-tenths alike. But none of that matters, and it has nothing to do with you, unless she intends to harm you, understand?"
Suddenly, Xun Ting understood something. "Thank you, I won't bother you any longer."
Just as she was about to get up and leave, Wen Xiyang also stood up, grabbed her wrist, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "That day... I don't know where the gift you gave me is."
"That wasn't a gift from me, it was from Xu Xinxin. I'm sorry."
Wen Xiyang was taken aback, his expression somewhat embarrassed. After a long while, he finally spoke softly, "So, you didn't plan to give me a gift that day?"
"We weren't exactly friends back then, but we are now. I'll keep sending gifts from now on!"
"Okay, Xunting, you must keep your word."
"Yes, actually... Xu Xinxin is pretty good too, she loves you very much."
“But I don’t love her, so I won’t leave her with any illusions. She should have let go long ago.”
Wen Xiyang chuckled softly, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes when he mentioned Xu Xinxin, but he quickly concealed it.
Xun Ting sighed, seeing the second male lead's heartlessness, but ultimately said nothing. Unrequited love is painful, and she only hoped that Xu Xinxin could let go as soon as possible.
Wen Xiyang subconsciously reached out and ruffled her hair. "I'll see you out."
"No need, I know the way."
"Okay, feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything."
"Uh-huh."
This scene was captured by Gu Zhu, who was standing in the corner, and several photos were sent to Master Huo.
Miss Xunting, you are truly audacious, actually two-timing me!
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