C922 Big Mouth Talking

"Uncle Xiaolei, I'm here to chat with you."

Lee Tian was sitting in front of Zhao Xiaolei's grave, eating fruits while muttering to himself.

Wasn't talking to the grave a form of talking to oneself?

"Uncle Xiaolei, let me tell you something first. Qian, that girl, didn't see me. It has nothing to do with me. Let me tell you first so that you won't knock on my head with the stick."

As he spoke