"Did you have a moment of weakness?" Huo Chenhuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a mocking look. "You didn't find the time to do it. If uncle didn't come back in time, you would have done it to me, wouldn't you?"
Hearing Huo Chenhuan mention Zheng Qianyang, Huo Qihan felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on him, and he instantly calmed down.
"I don't know what you're talking about."Huo Qihan's eyes darted around, clearly feeling guilty,
Huo Chenhuan had long seen through this person's nature, so he was not surprised. "It's okay if you don't know, as long as I know."
Huo Qihan's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Huo Chenhuan with a hint of fear in his eyes. He had a feeling that Huo Chenhuan might already know something.
As expected, the next second, Huo Chenhuan took out a recording pen.
