Fu Qingji's eyes stared at the girl in front of her.
He still remembered that after his leg accident when he was young, he had been autistic for a period of time and was unwilling to talk to his family.
Jiang Yan was still a young girl at that time. She would always come to him and chat with him.
Jiang Yan was from a side branch, and the Fu family actually didn't like to pay attention to her. She told him that she was living under her uncle's roof and felt that the whole world had abandoned her.
Fu Qingji was touched and was willing to chat with her.
To Fu Qingji, Jiang Yan was a person who made his heart ache and he trusted her. He was unwilling to believe that Jiang Yan was really plotting against him.
"Then you can be sure now." Fu Qingji said slowly," This bottle of medicine was indeed not sent because of you."
Jiang Yan's eyelids twitched." Third Brother, do you know who gave it to you?"
"Who do you think gave it to me?" Fu Qingji asked.
