Mr. Cao's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed on the sickbed, gasping for breath.
"Mr., Mr. Cao, are you, are you okay!"
Xia Xin was terrified and quickly went over to help Mr. Cao up.
Clamping his teeth, Mr. Cao struggled to say, "Master, I know I have offended you with my words before, but, but you can't just make things up and curse me!"
Jiangli cocked her head, not understanding, and asked, "Why do you think I am cursing you? Do you think you're worth me holding such a grudge against you?"
Mr. Cao: "..."
Xia Xin chuckled dryly and said softly, "Well, Mr. Cao, our Abbot may be a bit blunt, but she would never deceive anyone, let alone make up facts... "
Mr. Cao clenched his teeth fiercely, "Could it be that what you're saying is true? That's impossible, I have three children, three! How could it be that I have not a single child? If those three children are not mine, whose are they?!"
"Give me your hand." Jiangli suddenly said.
