Jian Xi turned around and saw the man's enlarged handsome face, her mind immediately went blank.
Fu Shengyuan gently tapped her nose, then stepped back and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
"Ultimately, it's all my uncle's sin! I never thought that what he's been hiding all these years is something like this. It's so hateful that I'm related to him by blood, so I can't personally avenge you."
Hearing such words of righteousness, Jian Xi was already very moved.
Thinking of how he helped to save Mingming.
Jian Xi was filled with gratitude inside.
"You don't need to blame yourself, the whole incident has nothing to do with you, you have already done a lot, you have done very well."
"It's still not enough."
Fu Shengyuan's dark eyes stared tightly at Jian Xi, "I'll redeem his sins."
"I....."
Ding dong—
It's so late.
Who could it be?
Jian Xi went to open the door.
