If it hadn't been for the younger sister's visits to the brick factory, Yue Hongliang would never have bumped into her, nor would he have developed designs on her.
Ultimately, he, the elder brother, had dragged her into this.
"Big brother, the one who should apologize is me. It's my fault you got hurt." Xu Nianji, supported by Xu Nianhua, spoke in a gentle voice, "Don't be angry, go back to your room to rest. You should lie down more so your foot can heal."
Xu Nianhua's gaze was calm, his emotions stable, not at all saddened, infuriated, or distressed by the affairs involving Xu Qinghu.
"You're not angry?" Xu Nianji obediently returned to his room, perplexed, feeling his younger sister was too calm, eerily calm.
"Why should I be angry? What is there to be angry about?"
Xu Nianhua countered. Outside was noisy, but, their father Xu Qinghe had hardened his stance; the match was definitely not going to happen.
