Sheng Jingyi: "..." He discovered that the old man really had a sense of panic that was almost distressing, that expression—it somehow felt so sleazy just looking at it.
Cough cough... that's not the right thing to say. Rather, that expression looks so gossipy.
"Hurry up and tell me." Seeing Sheng Jingyi still not making a peep and not at all prepared to explain, Sheng Zhenhong became anxious; what he wanted to know right now was whether the thing he was guessing and hoping for was really true.
"Did you just come from Little Xixi's place? Tell me!" Not bothering to wait for his response, Sheng Zhenhong bluntly asked.
Honesty is met with leniency, resistance with strictness!
