Shu Yimo responded indifferently while also turning around, casting a sideward glance at her—
"Your own family affairs are not something an outsider like me can meddle in, Bai Xiexie, you've got the wrong person."
"No, Yimo! This time, please consider it as me begging you, okay? After all these years, this is the only time I'm asking you, for the sake of our past sisterhood, Yimo!"
Bai Xiexie spoke, simultaneously reaching out to grasp Shu Yimo's hand, yet Shu Yimo stepped back, avoiding her.
"Yimo..."
Bai Xiexie's eyes started to redden.
Nearly no one cared about her well-being now, even Fan Lingjue acted this way; she truly didn't know what she could do...
