"Uncle Zhao, you really don't have to..."
Seeing that Zhao Zhenbang was about to explain the cause, Ye Xiaofei hurriedly spoke out to stop him.
He had basically guessed the truth already; whether Zhao Zhenbang spoke or not wasn't important, but he didn't want Zhao Zhenbang to voluntarily reopen his wounds.
"If I don't say it, you will guess sooner or later!"
Zhao Zhenbang waved his hand, interrupted Ye Xiaofei with a sigh, and said with a desolate face, "These flowers were sent by Ke Ke's uncle, my younger brother!"
"This..."
Upon hearing this answer, Xu Hu's eyes widened in surprise, and his mouth hung open in astonishment, struggling to utter a complete sentence for quite some time.
"His own younger brother, no wonder he is so saddened, so angry!"
Ye Xiaofei watched the couple, Zhao Zhenbang and Cheng Xinyin, and sighed inwardly. With a little thought, he quickly understood the entire cause and effect of the incident.
