He had to bear the greatest responsibility for messing things up this time.
"Zishan, I had no choice in this matter. "Uncle Cheng was a slightly bald middle-aged man. When he saw Song Zishan, he smiled helplessly. and said, "I'm sorry. I had no choice."
"What do you mean by that?"
"You still don't know?" That was when Uncle Cheng finally realized that something was wrong.
"Know what? What should I know?"
Uncle Cheng's expression was very subtle, but he did not dare to make things difficult for Song Zishan. After all, they were family. Although she would be unhappy for a moment, they would definitely reconcile. He could not jump out at this time to be the villain.
