Zhixi smiled faintly, looking at him: "Do you think I don't want to come to the old mansion because I'm venting my anger on you? It's not that."
He Yirong was momentarily stunned.
"Regardless of whether you are his father, since Jingyao knows you might be in trouble, he will definitely come to save you, because that's who he is." Zhixi still smiled, tears glistening in her eyes, "I wouldn't stop him from doing so, even if... I know it's dangerous."
He Yirong opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
"The reason I didn't want to come to the old mansion was simply because I promised Jingyao I would wait for him at home," Zhixi said softly, "But I suddenly realized a lot just now, so I came to confirm something with you."
"Go ahead," He Yirong instinctively sat up straight.
"Is Aunt here?" Zhixi looked up at the living room but didn't see Liu Minjun.
"Oh... she's here." He Yirong nodded and immediately instructed a servant. Soon, Liu Minjun came into the living room.
