"You're staying in the girls' dorm? Lu Chenyuan, have you no shame, no embarrassment?"
Lu Chenyuan's voice was warm and deep, "Wait for me, I'll call you when I'm about to arrive, then come downstairs."
Lin Yan uttered a brief "Mhm" and hung up the phone.
After Lu Chenyuan hung up and returned, Han Zhixun had not yet left.
His long fingers pinched his tie and tugged it downward, "What does it mean, not leaving without seeing the person?"
"I just want to ask you one thing, is my brother still alive?"
Lu Chenyuan's dark eyes blazed as he stared at Han Zhixun; he had underestimated the bond between the two brothers.
"Consider it me begging you, Chenyuan, tell me, is my brother dead or alive?"
Han Zhixun's voice already carried a sob, his anxiety burning like a fire. He pleaded earnestly, "My brother might as well have been raised by me. If he has offended you in any way, Chenyuan, as his older brother, I offer you an apology on his behalf. Please spare his life."
