Having appeased Old Madam Mu's agitated emotions, Wen Xin respectfully greeted the elders present one by one.
"Old Mr. Ou, it's been a long time since we've seen each other. You look very well, it seems the sanatorium's environment is indeed excellent."
"You really scared us there, little girl. After hearing about your incident, we arranged to come and see you at the first opportunity. But seeing you now, we can rest assured. Have they found out who was behind it yet?"
Old Mr. Ou looked at Wen Xin with a loving gaze, his eyes sharp, as if he had already guessed that Wen Xin's car accident was not a simple traffic incident.
Wen Xin looked at Old Mr. Ou, raised her eyebrows, and gave a gentle smile, "We're still waiting for the results. Maybe there isn't that much conspiracy after all."
Wen Xin did not want to lay bare the conspiracies of Independent State before these people, after all, there were many things she did not wish them to know.
