"What?"
Huo Tian was stunned. "Sister Qingqing, are you serious?"
Dai Shiqing raised her chin and gestured for her to look in Song Wenchuan's direction. She saw the man smiling gently as he stroked Song Yaoyao's head from time to time.
"Look at him. Does he look sick? His leg is probably fine. The car accident may be real, but after resting for a period of time and doing some rehabilitation, he will be like a normal person again soon." Dai Shiqing shook her head. Suddenly, she lowered her voice, "But I advise you to give up."
"Why?!"
Huo Tian's desires were not extinguished to begin with. So after listening to Dai Shiqing's words, they immediately reignited.
It was like a spark that was enough to start a prairie fire.
"You said he was lying to me, but in fact, he's not sick at all, right?"
"That's not the point."
