"What are you sorry for?"
Huang Qian sighed. "Please understand-"
I scoffed. Understand? Even before he finished his sentence, I could already predict that I wouldn't understand a fucking thing he said.
I saw him gulping nervously from my reaction. But I gestured for him to continued. Thus, he spoke again, "You're our oldest sister, so I had to make that choice."
I exhaled a sigh as I tried to keep my patience intact. However, I couldn't stop myself from laughing derisively. "Because I'm the oldest," I repeated his words, "That has always been your ultimate reason, huh?"
Shaking my head in disbelief, I asked him, "My dear brother, sometimes I wonder if you ever use that fucking brain of yours."
His iris dilated. Perhaps he was caught off-guard by me swearing in his face.
"Or maybe it's just there for a show," I added.
