"Do you think I need your advice? I already know what you're saying; please keep your nose out of my business." Zhang Ziwen was unwilling to stoop to her level.
"I'm not meddling because I want to. Hmmph. I just want to tell you this: once you give up, no matter how hard you try to make amends, it'll be useless. It's just like when you abandoned me. The old me died once, and it was by your hand. It's because you abandoned me." An Yun was dredging up old slights. The fact that she hadn't mentioned her sister's ledger to him yet was already a sign of her being very considerate.
