"It seems like Wen Mao is blaming all his mistakes on Qin Yingjun." Xia Xin speculated, "He probably thinks that if it weren't for the Qin Family and Qin Yingjun turning a blind eye, he wouldn't have had to sell his house. Later, if Qin Yingjun hadn't exposed him, he wouldn't have resorted to drinking away his sorrows and causing an accident while drunk."
Fu'er sneered, "Isn't it his own problem? Helping is an act of kindness, not helping is a duty. Why should others be obligated to help him? Besides, didn't you say that Mr. Qin, although he took his house, also sold several of his properties to gather the money for him? Isn't that helping? Why would he still harm others?"
Jiangli said calmly, "If these people's logic was that easy to understand, then they wouldn't have a problem with their brains."
Upon hearing this, Xia Xin said in amazement, "Old Master, you even talk about logic now?"
Jiangli glanced at him, "What's so difficult about that?"
