Xia Ye Zhao halted in his tracks, his entire body stiffened for a moment before he suddenly turned around, "What did you call me?"
The rims of Ye Xingguang's eyes were blurred by tears in an instant.
She didn't even know why she felt wronged. Her brother had done nothing wrong. He was just such a person, deeply loving his own sister and unable to bear anyone hurting her. Whether it was her or Xia Yanyan, he was a good brother to both, but she still felt wronged, a persistent sense of grievance.
Blaming him for not recognizing her...
Blaming him for protecting Xia Yanyan and not her...
Irreasonably blaming to the point where even she felt that she was just being capricious.
But that's how people are, although one should be rational, they simply can't control their emotions. Her eyes, blurred with water mist, were locked onto the sudden gaze of the man, her lips tightened into a line...
Xia Ye Zhao stared at her misty eyes, abruptly feeling as if his heart had been stabbed.
