Fang Zhijun's face was a little pale, and he did not look very good.
He held a cup of hot tea and looked at Xiao Hanzheng. He wanted to speak, but he seemed to be in a dilemma.
Xiao Hanzheng had already received the news that the Fang family's winery had been destroyed by the Tu family.
He took the initiative to speak. "I already know about your family's situation. If you have anything to say, just say it. We've been good friends for a long time. I'll definitely help if I can."
He had met Fang Zhijun when he went to Beijing for the exam. They got along well and became friends.
Fang Zhijun's heart warmed when he heard this. No matter whether Xiao Hanzheng could help or not, he appreciated his kind intentions.
Ever since their winery had met with a series of mishaps, their family members would also meet with some accidents from time to time. Although they didn't die, it took up quite a lot of time and energy.
