Chapter 537

Feng Jiacheng's hand, which was opening the shoe cabinet, hesitated. Fourteen years, he had been waiting for this sentence "Trust him" for fourteen years. At this moment, hearing Nathan suddenly say it, a layer of sweat instantly covered Feng Jiacheng's fingertips. It was as if, in an instant, all the past grievances, misunderstandings, and false accusations had disappeared. The corner of his lips subconsciously curled into a smile. As he bent down to pick up the slippers, perhaps too excited, he didn't hold onto them properly and the slippers fell to the floor. "Hey, Feng Jiacheng!" Nathan, seeing Feng Jiacheng standing against the shoe cabinet for a long time and now dropping his slippers, thought something had once again gone wrong with him. He quickly stepped inside, stretching out his hand to support Feng Jiacheng’s arm. Considering the delicate relationship between the Reilly family and Feng Jiacheng, if Kyle knew there was any problem with Feng Jiacheng when he was alone with hi