After Chen Xishan's amputation, she usually sits in a wheelchair.
She looks bleak.
When Huo Old Master sees her, she is burning incense and praying, portraying a serene appearance.
Huo Old Master places the supplements down and starts his act.
He squeezes out a few old tears and says, "Xishan, you have suffered! How are Ling ge and Xi ge?"
Chen Xishan, who has been ruthless all her life, is not a naive flower, how could she be fooled by the old man's few words?
She calmly replies, "Old Master doesn't visit without reason, what brings you here?"
Huo Old Master wants to say a few more polite words.
Chen Xishan is not easy to fool.
He has to speak frankly, "Xishan, you probably heard the rumors lately. Our gold shop has been harshly suppressed by Zhou Huo. It's not a good plan to continue this way!"
Chen Xishan takes a sip of tea.
She smiles faintly, "Does the Old Master want me to help?"
With her bringing it up, Huo Old Master naturally couldn't be more eager to nod.
