He Jinxuan, hearing what he said, asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"
Nie Huaiyuan frowned and glanced outside the courtyard: "Once, when I went back, someone joked that Ziqiang looked like me. At the time, his mom looked extremely tense and vaguely dismissed it, sending the child away.
Later, we didn't go back often, but we never saw Ziqiang again.
However, Ziqiang's mom treated our Hongbing differently. Earlier, I thought it was because she helped babysit him for a while, so it was special. Now, I realize it wasn't what we thought."
Afterwards, Nie Huaiyuan's face became quite somber.
He Jinxuan naturally knew this wasn't directed at him. Anyone who found out they were being schemed against wouldn't be happy.
The two chatted for a while longer, and then He Jinxuan left.
As for what comes next, he believed Nie Huaiyuan would investigate without needing his involvement.
But over these years, it truly has been hard for my brother-in-law Cui Ziqiang.
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