"Yuchen, let me go."
Mu Shan came to her senses only after she had left the temple, realizing she had unknowingly been led out by Si Yuchen.
Today was Yuhao's memorial day, and she hadn't even had the chance to burn incense and pay her respects.
A shadow swept across the brown depths of Si Yuchen's eyes, but the corners of his mouth curled into a cynical smile. He released Mu Shan's hand, brushing off the nonexistent dust in his palm, "Mu Shan, you really are an eyesore. My brother wouldn't welcome you setting foot in the Si family household looking like this."
Compared with three years ago, Mu Shan was much thinner and her spirit nearly depleted.
"Yuchen, why do you also speak of me this way? You know everything about me and your brother. Do you also think I'm to blame for your brother's death?" Elder Si disliked her, so he arbitrarily blamed Yuhao's disappearance on her.
