Little Ganzi wasn't stupid; he quickly figured out the beginning and end of the matter. Looking at the houses that were set on fire and the injured people, his feelings grew even more complicated.
"Hei Dan fainted at the foot of the mountain, he's at my house now." Yang Ruxin didn't care about Little Ganzi's thoughts. "You have a chance to bring him back." With that, she turned and left.
Gu Qingheng didn't say a word from start to finish; he just stood by his wife's side. Seeing she was leaving, he quickly went over and took her hand, leading her outside.
"Qingheng, don't you think I'm too cold-blooded?" Yang Ruxin turned her head to look at Gu Qingheng. "Just watching my cousin die like that, and not feeling anything."
"Actually, I think you're soft-hearted enough." Gu Qingheng shook his head. "For example, with Hei Dan, it's good you didn't decide to keep him."
