The man was like a living corpse, devoid of any sign of life.,Lan Qingjia's son, Ran Ran, fiercely clenched his fist, a trace of intense hatred flashing in his eyes.,Lan Qingjia thought that after all these years of imprisonment, she had seen through the person in front of her. However, he was far more hypocritical and filthy than she had imagined.。