Although Zhilan was Su Yingxue's closest maid, she had personally experienced a lifetime of blood feuds. Other than herself, no one else could understand it.
So, Su Yingxue didn't share much with Zhilan.
After Zhilan left, Su Dingheng stormed in angrily. "Su Yingxue, you have everything now. Why won't you even grant your sister a funeral? She's your biological sister!"
Su Yingxue's lips curled in a mocking arc.
Sorry, she had discarded that relationship when she returned to this life.
"Oh."
She responded casually, then turned another page of the medical book, engrossed in her reading.
