"Same blood type as me," said Qin Jianxi.
As soon as she said this, there was no need to say anything else.
Because they had the same thoughts.
Especially after Qin Jianxi regained her memory, she was even more certain of her thoughts.
Initially, she had been investigating in this direction when she lost her memory. Unfortunately, the evidence there was especially clean.
She didn't find any reliable evidence.
Unless she dissected Josh.
But that was even more impossible.
To be honest, Fu Ge did not feel anything in his heart at this moment.
Most importantly, that person was not his Xixi, so they were all strangers to him.
How could he feel sympathy for a stranger? Sorry, maybe he could have done it in the earlier years, but after these five years, his heart was like iron... It was very cold and hard.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Finally, Fu Ge coughed lightly and broke the silence.
