Mu Yurou didn't understand, "That Zhou Xiaoxiao obviously seems like a woman with deep schemes, and my older brother isn't blind, how could he possibly fall for her?"
I raised an eyebrow, "Probably because your brother has always had it too easy, and in his circle, it's all ladies of high standing, daughters of noble families. Zhou Xiaoxiao broke his perception of women, so your brother holds her in high regard."
Looking at Mu Yurou, who appeared naive about the ways of the world, I really had a hard time associating her with the person who had ordered five tea artists at the teahouse that day.
In the hospital room, Zhou Xiaoxiao finally opened her eyes and then lay on the bed without saying a word, tears flowing from her lifeless eyes. Hearing that Zhou Xiaoxiao had awakened, Mu Baifei hurried into the room, only to see the shattered but beautifully poignant sight of Zhou Xiaoxiao like a delicate white flower.
