Song Jun: "Are you, are you going with me?"
Song Zhen nodded, speaking gently: "He is your uncle, in the eyes of others, he is also my uncle in name. It's only natural for me to go."
Song Jun's hands and feet were cold.
It was not entirely sadness, but more fear.
Lu Xunzhi observed his reaction, seeing his pale lips, even trembling, he ultimately couldn't bear it.
He looked at Song Zhen and said warmly: "Song Zhen, I don't recommend you go now. I think we should continue to watch how this situation develops; there's no rush. Let's stay with Xiaojun for now, and see how things go."
