Jian Xin poked her head out of the room again and said, "Dad, just now she just told me that she knew she was wrong. You also know her stubborn temper, her mouth is hard, and she refuses to give in, so don't bother with her."

Jian Zhengtian's stern gaze swept over the two chicken bones that fell on the ground, and he instantly understood who had been here just now, so he couldn't help but soften his tone: "Just know it's wrong, go back to the room."

Jian Ran returned to the room and gave Jian Xin a big hug: "Sister, fortunately I still have you."