"Hey, are you certain this is gonna work?" Gu Zhen muttered through gritted teeth right next to his ears, yet Yang Jingshen didn't show the slightest change in his expression. He even appeared serene and reassuring.
In fact, he didn't even look in her direction, instead training his eyes on his sister, who was now looking at him with a woeful expression of a mother watching her child's slow death, "Sis, it's fine. Just go."
"But-"
"Not buts." He gently, but firmly refused. "The doctor said they couldn't find anything wrong in the scans, no? It was probably an aftershock of the trauma or something."
"I-"
"Sister, Wen Wen is also your responsibility. And she's underage. These days– you didn't pay much attention to her, right?"
"I-"
Yang Jingshen's voice turned a shade gentler while his smile turned a degree brighter. "What would her parents think if they know this? The Tian couple trusted us so much."
