"Finally, I have a place to tell my sister's grievances!"
Hearing this, Song Ci opened his eyes in surprise.
She looked at Jiang Zhen, who seemed to be neither crying nor laughing, and felt very sad. This brother and sister had suffered so much.
She pushed the chair away, stood up, took a step back, and bowed deeply to Jiang Zhen. Song Ci lowered her head and apologized sincerely: "Jiang Zhen, I'm sorry. I was timid and indirectly caused the death of your sister."
Jiang Zhen remained silent. He had just learned that Song Ci had witnessed his sister's murder, and he truly resented her. He stared at Song Ci's expression, and suddenly something clicked in his mind.
He sighed, "Why are you apologizing? That year, you were only seventeen years old, a child. You were living under someone else's roof, helpless and alone, and had to take care of your sister who was in a vegetative state. What could you have done under those circumstances? I'm grateful that you've come forward today and told me this."
What's wrong with Song Dynasty porcelain?
She is just a seventeen-year-old girl!
Can she stop Li Feng and others from committing crimes?
cannot.
If she stood out, she might lose her life.
When Song Ci heard Jiang Zhen say this, she felt even more sad and guilty. Why did such a kind child have to suffer so many setbacks, hardships and separations?
Han Zhan was relieved to see that Jiang Zhen did not blame Song Ci.
"Mrs. Han, please sit down. I can't bear your bow." She was a pregnant woman and Han Wangwang's aunt. She couldn't bear Song Ci's bow.
Song Ci then straightened up and sat down with the help of the table.
After Song Ci was finished, Jiang Zhen asked Song Ci: "What happened that night?"
Song Ci told the truth, "I don't know why your sister was on that ship, nor do I know why Li Feng and the others fell in love with your sister. That night, I lost my phone, and when I was looking for it, I accidentally broke into Li Feng's rest area and saw your sister being..."
Song Ci couldn't bear to tell the details, she tried to think of some other details.
She frowned and thought bitterly, and neither Han Zhan nor Jiang Zhen dared to disturb her.
"That's right!" Song Ci's tone suddenly became higher.
Jiang Zhen and Han Zhen asked at the same time: "What?"
Song Ci glanced at Han Zhan, then at Jiang Zhen. She said, "I met..." Song Ci's eyelashes trembled, and she said to Jiang Zhen, "Jiang Guchuan."
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