Cui Jiangjing and the others left before he walked over, his usual playful smirk replaced by a stern expression, "Shengxiao, what's going on? Why is Siyuan crying, and dressed like that? How did things turn out this way?"
Seeing that the man in front of him paid him no mind, he continued, barely holding back his anger, "I know you usually don't give a second glance to women and you dislike being approached by the opposite sex, even finding it repulsive. But wasn't it a lot better after you met Rong Yan? Siyuan isn't just some woman out there; she's Shen Mingge's sister. Can't you give your brother some face?"
"She's not Rong Yan!" His tone was indifferent, displeased, even carrying a hint of ferocious authority.
