She sat down by the bed, looking at her sister nestled in the blankets, and touched her head, "He's already left, still pretending to be asleep?"
The girl who had been sound asleep now slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes still flushed with the leftover rosiness of drunkenness, she clutched the corner of the blanket, as if she could still feel the residual warmth of Xu Musen.
"Yu Lan, I have to admit, although he's a jerk, unexpectedly, he's still a man of principle... a principled jerk."
Zhu Xianglan sat beside her sister and reached out to pour her a cup of hot water.
Zhu Yulan's gaze silently shifted to the window and, after a long while, she gave a gentle smile, "Yes... that's just the way he is."
"You must have heard his last words. To a man like him, temptations of wealth and power are meaningless. The only way to make him turn back is one possibility."
Zhu Xianglan looked at her sister's uncertain demeanor, took out her phone, and placed it before her sister's eyes.
