Madam Ji was stupefied for a moment before she erupted. "How can you say such a thing? She is your sister!"
Ji Xiehan lightly shoved her hand away and went ahead to sit on the sofa, as though the drama happening before his eyes was nothing but a television show. His face didn't reveal the slightest pinch of pity for his younger sister. "You should be glad that I'm not disowning her."
When Ji Xiehan walked in, Ji Feifei had been prepared to cling onto him and pitifully beg for help. But once she heard his words, more tears came gushing out of her eyes. These were real tears this time.
How could he? Why was he so heartless towards her?
Weren't brothers supposed to dote on their little sisters so much that they should slay gods for them? Weren't they supposed to tread on needles and swim in seas of lava if their sisters asked for it? Why was hers so heartless?
"Brother…" she cried.
Ji Xiehan narrowed his eyes and was about to say something.
