Qi Zeyan was totally bewildered:
Why was it always him who suffered bad luck?
The methods of the Jiang brothers were indeed one more outrageous than the next. Compared to them, he was the picture of innocence.
"Jiang Xiaowu, actually, you can't blame me for this. Do you remember, not long after your aunt was startled by a horse, I visited Left Bank Garden to see her, and when I returned, I told you there was something you might want to know? I asked you many times..."
Jiang Jinsang narrowed his eyes and kept silent.
He had already remembered this incident!
At that time, Qi Zeyan had an air of smugness about him, as if he had uncovered some earth-shattering secret, and he kept pestering him about whether he wanted to know or not. Jinsang had thought that Qi Zeyan was incapable of keeping a secret, and if it had been any explosive news, it would likely have slipped out that very day, so he hadn't taken it to heart.
Thinking about it, he had been careless.
