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"Hmm, that sounds very familiar."
"Really?"
Jing Feng recalled the words Qin Mu had said to him in the corridor of Helian Hao's house; indeed, they, as a couple, were a good match—they were both so clear-cut.
"Xiaoqing is in too deep; no matter what, you must show her some mercy."
"Actually, she does not need such a life. In Rongcheng, absolutely no lady of a reputable family can compare to her. But if she continues to ruin herself like this, it may no longer be the case."
Jing Feng said nothing; he knew all about the severity of the situation.
"And there's the matter of your wedding with Helian Hao, don't forget it was postponed because of her."
How could Jing Feng forget?
He was angry then, truly wishing he could have killed her, but she was his one and only precious sister—what could he do?
The wedding was delayed, Helian Hao went to work, and after briefly living in his apartment, he moved out, saying the time wasn't right yet.
