“It’s like nature.” Rowan pulled his lips, writing clearly and contentedly in his eyes.
As long as he thinks of Ji Zhengxiang kneeling in front of him, looking up and barking at him, he feels refreshed.
He Xiong’s brows haven’t expanded since he entered the door. He sternly said: “You hate your father, why do you want to kill so many innocent people?!”
He asked Rowan what his purpose was very early, but he never said it.
Probably because he stayed in prison for too long, and probably the long boring time aroused his desire to talk. Rowan on this day was more cooperative than ever before, and he would answer any questions.
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