Bai Ruozhu observed his expression from outside and noticed the hatred in his eyes. Could it be that his son's death was really related to grandma and the others?
But even so, how could he harm me and second brother? This was clearly confusing right and wrong.
"Uncle Xin, it's been years, you should let it go." Fen Jizhi advised somewhat sympathetically.
Xin Sheng seemed to come to his senses and calmed down again. He patted Fen Jizhi on the shoulder and said, "Good child, don't worry about Uncle Xin, I'm fine, just a bit emotional for a moment."
Then he seemed to think of something, lost in thought, and even forgot Fen Jizhi beside him.
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Fen Jizhi could only get up to say goodbye and remind him to take care of his health.
Afterwards, Fen Jizhi met up with Bai Ruozhu and left the Xin family.
"Was the death of Xin Sheng's son related to my grandma and the others?" Bai Ruozhu asked.
