"Move?"
Pei Ge's eyes were filled with confusion as her gaze landed on the wound on Ji Ziming's left leg. Her voice was gentle as she asked, "You don't have much interaction with my grandma, right? How did you know about this?"
"Silly, I really don't have much interaction with your grandmother, but I do know a little about your mother. You forgot that there's a small plot of land in the small building where you and your mother live in America."
"What happened to the land?"
Pei Ge still did not understand why she did not notice the similarities between the two despite having been in contact with them for so long. Could it be that Zhang Manhua and Uncle Bai had done something behind her back?
Thinking about it this way, it seemed plausible. After all, Ji Ziming was more meticulous than Pei Ge.
