"Do you know what your third uncle, Han Xiaoyue, did to your second uncle? Your second uncle is still in a coma in the hospital."
Mu Shini looked at Bao Tinghao's indifferent face, frowned, and said, "Although I'm young, I've already experienced the ups and downs of life. I know who's good and who's bad. Tinghao, your second uncle is truly a great man."
Bao Tinghao's hands, by his sides, clenched into fists, his brows tightly furrowed. He stared straight at Mu Shini, and after a while, said, "Nian Nian, if you found out that the second uncle you trust the most killed your parents, would you still forgive him?"
Mu Shini was slightly taken aback. Looking at Bao Tinghao, after a moment, she lowered her head and said lightly, "In any case, I won't allow you to hurt my husband anymore. Bo Sishen is my husband. I don't want anything to happen to him, and I don't want to lose my husband at such a young age."
After speaking, Mu Shini turned to leave.
