"All right." Zhang Xiuying now regarded anyone who could help her as her life source. It didn't matter whether it was Liang Zixuan or Han Yuanjun, as long as one of them could convince Han Cihui, she'd consider them her savior.
"Jun, please be patient and careful with your words. Your little brother is very sad now and he also wants to have a face. Please don't poke his heart ruthlessly." Zhang Xiuying was still worried. Han Yuanjun's mouth could really make people die of anger.
Han Yuanjun smiled nonchalantly. "Aunt, don't worry. Leave it to me."
Liang Zixuan pushed Zhang Xiuying onto the sofa. "Auntie, don't worry. Jun is the best person to comfort Cihui. These two brothers usually tell each other everything. Don't worry, Jun will definitely advise him."
