Qin Jianxi looked at her.
"Is there something wrong with your brain? Why should I let this matter go? The mother and son went to hit my friend for no reason. They didn't even care about their reputation. Shouldn't they be restrained for a few days?"
Huang Mengyu said, "Why are you so cruel? I saw that Cheng Sinan's face was fine today. She wasn't injured at all. Besides, didn't the Han family compensate Cheng Sinan? Why won't you let this matter go? Do you know that Grandpa Han is sick because of this..."
Qin Jianxi interrupted her impatiently, "What does it have to do with me?"
The rest of Huang Mengyu's words were stuck in her throat, and she felt uncomfortable. She asked, "You... are you cold-blooded? Are you so heartless?"
"It's better than you being shameless. Moreover, if I also sympathize with a group of ungrateful people, wouldn't I become a saint?"
