Tang Beixuan lowered his eyes before turning to look out the window. What Zhang Jiren said was right, but Tang Beixuan felt that he had been useless all this time. He had failed to protect both of his sisters from their misfortunes and from the men who abused them.
As their brother, he should be the first one to protect them, but instead, it was always his sisters who looked out for him—especially Tang Moyu.
"I've been a useless brother to them. I wish I could do something for my sisters," he mumbled to himself but was loud enough for Zhang Jiren to hear.
"Being safe and happy is the best you can do for your sisters. Don't you know that?" Zhang Jiren said in response. "As long as you don't give them problems, you are helping them by not being a burden."
