Seeing Zheng Lun's pale face, Zheng Jing didn't look good either.
He had wanted to hold Zheng Lun's hand to comfort her, but he was afraid that it would make his uncle even more unhappy, so he had to hold back.
However, he was much stronger mentally and more thick-skinned, so he quickly smiled and said,""Uncle, you are still so long-winded. It is normal for me to love Lun. Which part was too much? Don't you think so, little aunt?"
Wan ya's eyes flashed with surprise, but she was different from PEI xinze. PEI xinze was Zheng Jing and Zheng Lun's uncle. He could say whatever he wanted to his nephew, but she was his aunt. There was a barrier between them and she could not say anything.
"That's right, that's right. You have been close to each other since you were little. As Lun's brother, you should take care of her when she is sick. "She said with a smile. Your uncle has been sick for the past few days and has been running a fever. He's been talking nonsense, ignore him!"
