"Feiyu could only wait anxiously outside, the surgical light quickly came on, leaving only the sound of the equipment inside the room.
Feiyu looked down the deserted corridor, besides himself, there was no one around, he laughed bitterly at the situation.
"It's truly cold-hearted. When Third Young Master had to be resuscitated the last time, there were so many tears shed for him. The Old Master, the Old Madam, Ye Lu, and the children, I thought Third Young Master was truly loved and cherished by so many."
He thought of the warmth of that day, and compared it to the coldness now, feeling even more sorrowful for the Third Young Master.
"But now there's no one at all, do you all really care about him? He cares so much about you, but your love is so shallow, easily shifting to another person."
Feiyu thought of the Old Madam, and Jun Shi's affection for Gu Yan, and felt the irony deeply.
