Han Zhe approached Shaochen, "Mr. Sheng, my sister has been resuscitated, and there is no immediate danger to her life, but..."
While speaking, Han Zhe's gaze intensively lingered on the deep and uneven scratch marks on Shaochen's neck.
Being a man himself, he understood well what it represented.
Han Zhe slightly lowered his head and stopped midway through his sentence.
Shaochen stepped outside the door, closing it, "Why did she attempt suicide?"
"Mr. Sheng, in my sister's case, we shouldn't demand too much. I understand if Mr. Sheng wants to lead a normal life as a man, but my sister couldn't see through this, hence..."
Han Zhe's words halted halfway, as he raised his eyes to look at Shaochen.
The Han Family, despite being a top-tier wealthy family in Han City, still couldn't compare to the century-old foundation of the Sheng Family.
Moreover, Shaochen's capabilities were nationally known.
