Xia Zhenguo's heart shattered into a thousand pieces at the sight of his beloved sister's anguish, his own grief and fury warring for dominance within him. Gathering her slight form into his powerful embrace, he cradled her against his chest, rocking her gently as he struggled to find the words to soothe her pain.
"Shhh, shhh, my dearest Mia," he crooned, his voice thick with barely restrained emotion. "That cold-hearted snake is not worthy of your tears, your devotion. He has proven himself to be nothing more than a contemptible cur, undeserving of the boundless love and affection you so freely offer."
