Xia Sichen laughed heartily and said, "Old man, don't you know this? Wenjin is smart, even if we don't go, she can save herself."
Zhuo Pengju examined Xia Wenjin from head to toe and finally felt relieved, saying, "Wenjin, it's Uncle Zhuo's fault, Uncle Zhuo couldn't protect you!"
Xia Wenjin gave a faint smile and said, "It's because you're thoughtful and the other wasn't prepared, no matter how skilled you are, there's nothing you could do. But now that I've returned safely, don't dwell on it."
After the initial shock, Xia Wanqing's expression turned serious. He looked at Xia Wenjin and solemnly asked, "Wenjin, do you know who did this?"
He had asked before, but at that time, there were many people around, and Wenjin was still putting on a fragile act. There was obviously more to it, so he didn't pursue it further.
But now everyone here was family.
Xia Wenjin turned her head to look at Xia Wanqing, without speaking.
