บท 705: You Don’t Trust Me

"By this time, my brother should already be on the plane." When they got home, Xian Guiying looked at the time.

Qin Gengxin carried Qin Wenqian, who was asleep on his shoulder, into the living room. He gently laid her on the couch, and after hearing Xian Guiying mention Xian Zihao, he glanced at her. "He also suggested that you go home?"

Xian Guiying just looked back at him.

Probably, everyone had a knot in their heart. The knot in Xian Guiying's heart had been planted since she was young and cannot be untied.

"I will accompany you back," he said.

Xian Guiying was silent for a moment before she said, "The Old Man is sick. He is lying on the bed with half his body paralyzed. He is so old, I don't know how many more years he will last ..."