Ji Yu looked at the expression on his face and already knew that this matter was probably true.
Even if she didn't want to believe it, the situation had developed to this point—how could she not believe it?
"Yu, what's wrong with you?"
"What's my dad's condition? I don't want you to lie to me at this time. Jiang Huai, shouldn't there be some trust between us?" Ji Yu spoke very clearly; she just wanted to know the truth.
But Jiang Huai didn't have the courage to tell her the truth.
"Yu, you're overthinking it. How could I not tell you the real situation? Don't you already know Uncle Hu's condition?"
A few days ago, she had visited him, and he really didn't seem to have any major issues. But why was it suddenly different now?
"Yu, did someone else say something to you?" He wanted to check her room for clues, but Ji Yu grabbed his arm, stopping him.
