Being so bluntly confronted by his own niece, Jing Xu felt not only anger in his heart but also extreme embarrassment.
"The dead girl spoke nicely at first, saying that my divorce is my own business. If it is my own business, then why did you say so much afterwards?"
He turned his head to look at Jing Da Bo, "Big brother, no matter what, I am still Qiqi's elder. For her to speak to me like this..."
"Is what she said incorrect?"
Long accustomed to authority, Jing Da Bo's demeanor was fine until he got serious. Once he spoke with a stern face, his voice carried an unintentional authority that made Jing Xu's scalp tingle even before the conversation had formally begun.
