The three of them seemed to have found the most crucial factor, and their faces, like resurrected ashes, were filled with obscure scheming and thoughts of their own.
Wen Zhiyan also stopped crying, her tearful eyes looking at Wen Xin.
"Xinxin, this matter... let's not jump to conclusions..."
"Mom, how can you call it jumping to conclusions? Have you forgotten what happened to sister? Sister just liked Brother Li, and as a result, she was repeatedly framed by Gu Xiaoer, and in the end..."
Wen Zhiyan's body shuddered, and big tears started to pour out again.
"Uncle Han, that Gu Xiaoer definitely has no good intentions! We can't let an outsider take over the Han Family; all these years of your hard work and struggle, are you willing to let it be possessed by someone else?"
Han Zaijing suppressed his anger, his palms clenched into fists, creaking with sound. So many years of efforts, to collapse overnight, how could he possibly be willing!
