Sheng Xueqin, touched, grabbed her cousin's hand, her tone laced with a hint of choking.
"Qianqian, I'm truly happy that you're standing up for me like this. My caring for you hasn't been in vain."
"Sis, what are you saying? Of course, I have to protect you. Grandpa values you so much, and you are the future heir of our family. If I don't protect you, who will I protect?"
Sheng Xueqian looked at her with naive eyes, full of admiration.
But a trace of disdain flickered through Sheng Xueqin's eyes. In her mind, someone like Sheng Xueqian wasn't worthy of being her sister at all. Losing one's ambition for fripperies, she didn't choose to become the distinguished young miss of the Sheng Family but instead went off to make her way in the entertainment industry. That wouldn't have mattered if she'd made a name for herself, but she was neither here nor there in terms of fame.
Fortunately, she wasn't interested in the company's affairs; otherwise, she would have had to be wary of her.
