In the living room.
Si Rong was sitting on the sofa as grandma Yu held his hand tightly. are you hurt? " Was he frightened? Ah?"
Si Rong could feel the trembling of her hand that was being held tightly. Looking at grandma Yu's fearful expression, a wisp of guilt surfaced in his heart. He shook his head and consoled her softly, ""I'm not hurt. Don't be afraid, grandma."
She was so focused on taking revenge that she forgot that she was no longer alone in her previous life. Now, there was a group of people at home who were worried about her all the time. They were not aware of the situation, so when they found out that she was killed, they would be so frightened.
Si Rong glanced at Qin fan, who had come uninvited and was sitting in the living room.
It was understandable for him to be angry, but it didn't mean that she could forgive him for making wild guesses.
