Watching the group follow Zhong Lingling forward, Wang Shan stood there in a daze, and even Wang Xueqin was similarly stunned.
Everyone else had left, leaving only Wang Xueqin and Wang Shan standing there, dumbfounded.
Wang Shan turned her stiff face to the side, her eyes filled with reproach as she stared at Wang Xueqin, saying, "Mom, didn't you tell me that b*tch was dead? Didn't you say your men stabbed her in the heart and threw her into the sea, and she'd never come back for the rest of her life? What did I just see? Was that the ghost of Zhong Lingling?"
Wang Xueqin was also unsure of what happened. "Shanshan, calm down! I really thought she was dead!"
