Wang Yongzhu and Song Chongjin both put on an expression of listening intently, while actually muttering inwardly that Qi Le's ability to dodge the important and dwell on the trivial was truly impressive.
Anyone who didn't know the inside story, hearing her speak like this, would only sigh that the ways of the world are unpredictable.
Those a bit softhearted would think that in this world she only has two blood relatives left; even if there's some resentment, it should just be let go.
But Song Chongjin was not softhearted. Listening to Qi Le say all this, not a trace of emotion showed on his face.
Seeing Song Chongjin like this, Qi Le's gaze flickered; she knew this was not someone who could be moved by a few words.
Her thoughts turned rapidly, and the words on her lips shifted into reminiscences of Qi Huan and their youthful days.
