Combining the last words Qin Yuji left at the previous birthday party and Chi Jingxuan's recent actions, Chi Zhenghong was sure that Chi Jingxuan had heard or learned something.
Climbing the stone steps towards the entrance of the cemetery, Chi Zhenghong turned back and asked Chi Jingxuan, "Where did you hear all that nonsense? Your mom has been gone for over twenty years. Can't you let her rest in peace? What are you trying to stir up again, making her unable to find peace even in death?"
A look of righteous indignation, completely different from the earlier coldness.
"Lin Xixi said it."
Not intending to hide it, Chi Jingxuan spoke as he turned to look at Chi Zhenghong and said, "She not only told me many things from back then but also sent me a photograph. However, it's not the one from just now. Father, can you guess which photo it is?"
