Song Xi arrived not too late, just right after her.
Looking at the young boy in front of her with a serious face, she inexplicably found him... so cute.
"Although you have recognized my identity, I won't conceal it anymore. I have a bigger deal to propose," Song Xi said earnestly.
Xin He blinked, watching his small legs dangling from the stool. After all, a six-year-old child is not tall and his feet could not touch the ground.
A faint smile played upon Xin He's lips, not very noticeable, "Before that, I'm more interested in how the supposedly sick young master Song stands here safe and sound."
"The drug that person put in my food, I didn't take. But it is a fact that someone tried to poison me," Song Xi said candidly.
Ji Xinhe had guessed this truth long before, but she was slightly surprised that he was so direct about it now.
"Is that so? Who poisoned you?"
Song Xi confidently replied, "That's when our deal comes into play."