"You're well, aren't you? To negotiate without a word and demand such an urgent timing, I couldn't rush back, so I had someone else come over. What have you been doing? You scared them away from the negotiation table before we even started..."
Jian Yining's mouth had the knack of speaking life into death since he was a child. A single question from Sheng Hanyu, and he would prattle on endlessly, providing no useful information, and it would all end up being Sheng Hanyu's fault.
"She is not your sister." It was not a question but a statement of certainty.
Jian Yining did not know whether he was referring to the 'Shadow' who attended the reception or the 'Shadow' who went to negotiate in Ginza. In any case, no matter who was asked, the right move was to deny it.
He reached out to touch Sheng Hanyu's forehead: "Hanyu, you don't have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense? My sister has been dead for five years."
"She is not dead."
