Shang Junxiao looked around in bewilderment, "Why? I...I'm telling the truth..."
Wen Zishu looked at him sympathetically and patted his head, "Silly child, how come your brain is broken at such a young age?"
Shang Junxiao: "..."
Wen Zishu patted his head and said, "In any case, if you want to stay alive, take a piece of advice from me, never say this kind of thing in front of third brother, you'll find out why later."
Shang Junxiao was full of question marks as he looked at Wen Zishu, whose face was the picture of calm, as if something was off everywhere.
Wen Zishu, on the other hand, felt that Shang Junxiao had really been too well protected ever since he was young.
Among them, Shang Junxiao was the youngest and had always been protected.
Poor child, he has never suffered the harsh blows of society.
Otherwise, his brains would certainly be sharper than now.
...
Fu Shiyan brought Jiangli into a private restaurant.
