Glancing at his beloved wife, Qin Sijue was amazed by her imaginative words, and couldn't help but gently flick her sharp nose affectionately, "If he's really under soft confinement, he would definitely send me a message."
Moreover, given his disposition, he's not someone who would easily submit.
"But if he's under confinement, how would he send a message?"
"He'll figure out a way." Qin Sijue suddenly looked solemn, "That's not what I'm worried about."
"Then what are you worried about?" Gu Qiangwei asked, puzzled.
Qin Sijue turned his gaze to meet her deep, dark eyes, "I'm worried that something might have happened to that kid."
Upon hearing this, Gu Qiangwei froze in shock.
"Something happened?"
"Yes, when I went to country A previously, I heard Li Yuan mention his family's internal struggles."
Thinking about the disputes within Li Yuan's family, Qin Sijue's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
