"Brother, brother Li and I are going to see the cherry blossoms."
Jingchen was about to spit blood.
He had just been abused by Li Qingcang.
He was hoping to get some comfort from his cousin, only for her to abuse him as well.
They were supposed to be a lovely family, right?
Jing Zhichen was chatting with Ye Tianxin on the phone. Suddenly, the string of the Buddhist beads on Ye Tianxin's wrist broke somehow.
The wooden beads fell to the ground with a crisp and clear sound.
After the small round wooden beads fell on the ground, they bounced up and rolled away everywhere.
Ye Tianxin had a bad feeling.
The string of the Buddhist beads was given to her by Mr. Li.
Since Li Qingcang put it on her wrist, she wore it when she ate, slept, and bathed. She had never taken it off.
Now, the string of the Buddhist beads was broken.
"Brother, I have to go."
