Song Sizhi's impassioned words boiled down to four words: Consider the bigger picture.
Before acting, one should consider whether it's feasible and whether it will implicate the family.
If these words had been spoken earlier, Jiang Muwan would have listened, but now——difficult.
Not just difficult, but they also sounded incredibly grating to hear.
She lifted her hand, took a drag of her cigarette, and with eyes narrowed looked towards the dazzling neon lights, her cool voice carrying with the early spring breeze into Song Sizhi's ear, "Everyone urges me to see the bigger picture, to understand the general situation, but it's only scumbags who encourage me to be myself."
When Song Sizhi heard the words "scumbags," it exploded in her ears like a muffled thunder, and she vaguely felt an unusual emotion cutting through her mind.
She wanted to ask who the scumbag was.
