Su Luo's tone was serious, and her gaze intense.
Su Jue had to admit that in some matters, his younger sister was more stable than he was.
But if he told the truth, what face would he have left?
He stared at the band-aid on his body and mumbled a few excuses. The gist was that this slip-up was an accident; he wanted to wait for the perfect moment to sell and hadn't expected that instead of the perfect moment, what came was a total loss.
Su Luo didn't believe it.
Even with a mishap, it was impossible to go from making tens of millions before to now losing five million.
"Brother, if you don't tell the truth, I can't help you. Just tell me, and I promise I won't tell Grandpa," she soothed.
The siblings held great respect for their grandfather and were eager to receive his approval. He was an old man respected and adored by everyone in Wucheng, their pride, and the target of their ambitions.
