*Present*
Jiang Weiyuan broke out of his trance. His deep black eyes radiated grief and loneliness that the past had brought upon the brothers. A certain dark memory just flickered in his mind for a fleeting moment and his gaze was as cold as the Arctic.
But that iciness washed away as that memory dissipated away.
He slightly parted his lips. "Once bro became the Mafia King, we became even more distant and...for some reason, I couldn't bridge that gap that I created between us. We went further and further away and our relationship just stalled within time. After how I ruined our relationship with my own hands, I didn't have the guts to go to him and say sorry. I knew that he was suffering because of my ignorance and I also Xiurang on my side. Then I took Old Madam's favor too and he was left completely alone. I knew that. I saw the sorrow in his eyes."
