Li Jingchen looked up at Qian Jin standing in front of him. He was thinner than before. His original healthy skin color was morbid white. The whole man seemed to have been imprisoned and tortured for a long time.

"think about it?" The man slightly takes back his sight, continues to open the next document and browses, "tell me what you think."

"I'm sorry, sir..." Qian Jin lowered his head. "I don't know Xiaoding would be like that. If I knew, I wouldn't talk to her..."

"so you believe what I asked song chi to tell you?"

"of course," Qian Jin said without hesitation, "how could my uncle cheat me?"...