Liu Xin looked at Jiang Hai kneeling there, reminiscing about the trivial matters of life in the past.
Jiang Hai had truly improved by leaps and bounds compared to Jiang Tian.
If possible, she really didn't want things to turn out like this within the family.
"Stand up, there is no need for this! As long as you know you're wrong, that's enough!"
At heart, Liu Xin was still kind.
Seeing Jiang Hai's body covered in wounds and thinking that he was her husband's own brother, who had not done anything too outrageous to her and her daughter,
she forgave him.
"Jiang Meng, what about you?"
Jiang Hai didn't dare to rise, realizing that he had truly been foolish and stupid this time.
He sincerely recognized his mistakes.
He just wanted to make amends earnestly.
"Second Uncle, there's nothing to forgive or not forgive, as long as you don't trouble us anymore.
Speaking of which, when I was sick, you secretly gave me some money.