"Jian Qing, I know my brother has done many wrong things, but he really is a good brother," Shen Yan said quietly.
It's just that his obsession with Awei was too deep; it nearly drove him mad.
Jian Qing remained silent, her gaze sweeping over the full courtyard of rose flowers, where one could almost see every variety of rose in the world.
"Jian Qing, if it's possible in the end, please spare my brother," Shen Yan stopped in his tracks and looked at her, earnestly requesting.
Jian Qing's gaze was indifferent as she looked at him, "Spare him? Heh, because of his obsession, we were led to believe that my mother had passed away, forcing Luoluo and me to grow up without a mother, causing my grandpa and grandma to weep daily, just because of one man's obsession. It made my father nearly die of heartbreak when he heard the news of my mom's death. Now, unrepentant, he's forced me to leap off a cliff and kidnap my child. How can I possibly spare him?"
