Buying at the Night Market

Heng Yi shook his head.

He didn't see anything wrong with He Hong, Zhao Huan, or Zhao Yun.

"Think about it carefully. From the moment you enter the He house, you will find something wrong." Han Qiao guided Heng Yi carefully.

Heng Yi is not stupid.

He was just a little honest, and no one taught him how to read people's expressions.

Heng Yi carefully followed Han Qiao's instructions and recalled their encounter.

"When He Hong saw me, he wanted to say something to me, but he didn't say anything after that."

"When they heard that we bought a house and a restaurant, their expressions seemed to have changed."

"When Zhao Yun appeared, He Hong and his wife's expressions were tight. The two of them seemed to have changed in an instant…"

"And their tone as well."

Heng Yi whispered.

Han Qiao nodded lightly.

"Look at you, you figured it out just by thinking about it." Han Qiao praised him.