This is also what Chen Jin needs to answer.
Chen Jin looked at Gong Chen and cautiously said, "Third Young Master, Old Mr. Gong is waiting for you at Miss Sang's place."
This sentence was undoubtedly a threat.
Sang Ran now follows Old Mr. Gong's every word, capable of doing anything.
Lin Zhiyi glanced at Xingxing, feeling the warmth of the little hand in her palm.
She knew in her gut that this matter must have a conclusion.
Lin Zhiyi squeezed Xingxing's hand and lowered her head, "Third Young Master, you should go."
After all, it's their family affair.
Moments later, a shadow fell before her eyes.
Suddenly, her hand was firmly held by Gong Chen.
"You're coming with me."
"Me?"
Lin Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat.
Gong Chen didn't give her a chance to refuse: "Come on, I'll have someone guard the ward door."
Li Huan echoed: "Go ahead, I'll be here watching. While she's still alive, hurry and scold her a bit, you'll feel better."