Su Hongxing had visited The Red House twice before, and the doorman recognized her, personally escorting her to the Hongxing Pavilion.
The door was slightly ajar, and before Su Hongxing even reached it, she heard the fearful crying of Jiang Su from inside.
She stood still, a bit baffled.
Why did she have to save Jiang Su and the old lady of the Jiang family? To them, she was nothing but an ATM, only remembered when they needed money. Why couldn't she be as ruthless as they are?
Perhaps it was because Jiang Su, when she was young, had held onto the hem of her dress to walk, and had called her "sister" in a soft voice. This younger sister, she had once truly liked and taken care of.
But when she thought of all the things that the old lady of the Jiang family and Jiang Su had done over these years, she didn't want to push the door open.
