Xu Jing bid farewell to the warm-hearted passerby and wanted to invite Qin Zhao and Chu Yan to dinner.
The three of them found a restaurant and sat down to slowly sort out the whole matter.
"There was something that we didn't discuss earlier because there were too many people around," Qin Zhao said after sipping some tea, his expression somewhat grave.
"It seems that someone deliberately orchestrated your current predicament."
Xu Jing was not a fool; she thought carefully about Qin Zhao's words and suddenly realized, "Are you saying that someone tricked me? Made me believe that my child had died?"
"Yes, your fate encounters malevolent people, and you are also due for a bloody disaster soon."
"Master, do you know who this malevolent person is?"
"Your husband."
Xu Jing didn't speak.
Scenes from recent events flashed through her mind instantly.
