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For some reason, Yang Chifeng just felt really frustrated.
He turned around wanting to leave, but found his sleeves being tugged at by Yang Sitong. Her face was frightfully pale as she looked at him with reddened eyes, choking,
Brother… please help me! Help me get Lu Yanchen, will you? I really can’t take this lying down…!
Yang Chifeng raised his fingers and rubbed his glabella troubledly before asking softly,
Even if you can’t take it, what can you do?
I…!
As Yang Sitong spoke, a teardrop spilled down from her eyes as she looked like she was in extreme pain.
Brother, I really love Lu Yanchen! Truly! It’s not even because his surname is Lu that I’m so in love with him!
Looking at her, Yang Chifeng’s face was cold as snow.
He had doted on this younger sister of his since she was young, and would not let her suffer any bit of grievances. But, was supporting and helping her the best option for her?
He thought for a moment before speaking up,
Sitong, you’ve already said it yourself earlier on. A couple of years back, he had come over to annul the marriage just so that he could be together with Shi Guang, and he’s even warning you now because of her. Even if you don’t wish to, you’ve got to admit that he doesn’t love you, and has never ever thought of getting married with you.
Brother…
Yang Sitong curled her lips and forced out a smile, her voice hoarse while she muttered to herself wistfully,
It’s not really bad now either… There’s no need for me to seek out troubles for myself…
But…
Yang Chifeng’s eyes were a little lost in thought as he stared out of the window, advising her with a calm tone,
If you give up now, at least you will be his lifesaving benefactor. At the very least, you will be a little different in his heart—he’ll be grateful to you. But, if you continue to pursue this, he will forget any gratitude toward you, and would even find you cheap.
When Yang Sitong heard that, her body shivered out as her face went pale as a sheet.
Toward gratitude and being looked at as cheap, everyone should know which was the better option. After all, there would be no woman who would want herself to have a lasting bad impression on the one she liked.
Is that all I can do?
Yang Sitong asked amidst tears through her unhappiness and indignance.
I think you should go abroad. After a while, things will be better,
Yang Chifeng fondled Yang Sitong’s head—he had to think for the Yangs.
Hearing that, Yang Sitong hugged him and cried out, only stopping after a long, long time. Wiping her tears away, she saw the report in Yang Chifeng’s hand and asked casually,
What’s this?
Shi Guang’s investigation report,
Yang Chifeng waved his hand.
But now, there doesn’t seem like there’s a need for it anymore.
Brother, can I still take a look?
Yang Chifeng looked at her with furrowed brows, guessing at her motives.
As though she knew what he was thinking, Yang Sitong said unhappily,
I don’t want to do anything to her. I just want to take a look.
Yang Chifeng thought about it before agreeing to it. Before he left the room, he left the report behind.
Yang Sitong opened the report as she was wiping her tears still. As she looked on, her body broke into a strong shiver while her eyes widened in incredulity.
How could this be!
She blinked, thinking that she might have been seeing things. But again and again, her repeated readings of the report did not change the contents.
Yang Sitong’s face was filled with utmost fright as her blood curdled and her temple’s vein pounded out harshly, seemingly about to burst out of her head. If there were a mirror right now, she would have been able to see just how ghastly she looked.
No wonder… she found Shi Guang so familiar the first time she saw her!
No wonder… Shi Guang’s eyes would always be filled with hatred toward her!
No wonder… Shi Guang would pit herself against her no matter what!
Because the two of them had different surnames, Yang Sitong had never ever thought about that aspect.
But they were sisters… SISTERS!
TO THINK THAT SHI GUANG WOULD BE MO FEIFEI’S YOUNGER SISTER!
