"You think it was him too, don't you?"
Chi Jingxuan asked softly, his smile laden with bitterness.
Sighing melancholically, Chi Jingxuan hugged Qin Yuji tight, "Today at Mom's grave, I kept asking myself, after all these years, is it really that I can't find out, or is it that I don't want to find out."
It is said that where there's a will, there's a way, and that man can conquer nature. Both Qin Yuji and Chi Jingxuan believed that there was nothing in this world that he couldn't do, not to mention Chi Jingxuan's power, which seemed so mighty that it defied nature to others.
Yet, for over twenty years regarding the car accident that claimed his mother's life, Chi Jingxuan hadn't found even the slightest clue.
Was it really that he couldn't find out?
"Then, have you seen Lin Xixi?"
Not wanting Chi Jingxuan to obsess over his speculations to the point of madness, Qin Yuji subtly changed the subject.
