Cheng Songyang froze. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from revealing a dark expression. Meeting Shen Hanxing's smiling eyes, Cheng Songyang said bitterly, "That's right. You've been learning a lot since young. You probably didn't have time to pay attention to a small figure like me. After you went abroad, we had even fewer opportunities to meet. Although we're cousins, we didn't seem to contact much," he said emotionally.
"It's good to have less contact." Ji Yan smirked coldly. He stared at Cheng Songyang as he calmly said, "I almost got into trouble when we had little contact. If we had too much contact, wouldn't I have lost my life?" His words seemed to have a hidden meaning.
Cheng Songyang's heart skipped a beat. He almost exposed himself. He bit the tip of his tongue and maintained a puzzled expression. "What do you mean?"
