Wen Dajiang's mutterings were crystal clear to Hong Jinshui.
Seeing that Wen Dajiang seemed genuinely reflective, Hong Jinshui couldn't help but say, "If you truly regret not treating your spouse better in the past, there might be a chance for you to apologize to her."
Wen Dajiang was startled, "My wife has been dead for over four years, how could there be an opportunity to apologize?"
Hong Jinshui replied, "There is, but for this matter, we will need Little Auntie's help."
Wen Dajiang's expression changed immediately, "We need to ask for her help? That child, though young, is quite crafty. She deliberately made a fool of me before."
Hong Jinshui touched his nose, a sheepish smile on his face, "She wasn't making a fool of you, she just didn't give the full picture, that's all."
Wen Dajiang's eyes widened at these words, too annoyed to speak. Su Mianmian not giving the full picture, wasn't that the same as making a fool of him?
