Snowflakes wafted down from the sky. Song Qinghuan sat by the bed, watching the snowfall outside. Her heart was as cold as the snow.
She sat quietly, reflecting on many things. Yet there was not a single thought about Shi Yuhuan.
That man, she had already excluded him from her world.
She was hesitant, whether to leave the Times Group, to be eternally rid of this man. But if she left, would it mean giving up on her brother?
Her brother, the one who had changed her life, the closest kin, the kindest person to her in the world.
Without him, she would have long been forced by Song Qiliang to marry at half-rate, sold off like a commodity. She would not have had the chance to attend university.
So she should, regardless of how much she despised Shi Yuhuan, how much she wanted to avoid him, stay. She needed to investigate her brother's situation.
