Halfway through the meal, Chen Jin arrived.
"Caught them; they said Miss Lin looked wealthy, so they got crooked ideas."
Lin Zhiyi's heart sank, she bit her chopstick subconsciously and looked up at Gong Chen.
When she mentioned the robbery, he simply did not believe her.
Now...
"Take care of it," Gong Chen said indifferently, not only believing them but not even asking any questions.
Lin Zhiyi's face turned pale, she put down her chopsticks and stared at him, "Uncle, do you believe them?"
"Yes."
Gong Chen continued eating with an expressionless face.
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi lost her appetite.
"So you just don't believe what I say? You believe a stranger's casual words instead?"
"What do you think happened then?" he asked slowly, continuing to eat without even looking at her.
Lin Zhiyi clenched her fists and decided to take a gamble.
"What if I said it was Song Wanqiu?"
Gong Chen frowned, his eyes deep and unfathomable like a dark abyss.