"You'll run to her side," she said, her voice thick with bitter resentment that had been building for days, maybe weeks. "Again. Like you always do. Like she's the only person in this family who matters."
Jin Zixuan stiffened, his jaw tightening.
"Lanhua, not now...."
"Not now?" she repeated, her voice rising with each word, hysteria creeping into her tone. "When, then? I just had a baby. Your baby. You haven't even held her properly, haven't spent more than an hour at a time with us. You haven't spent a single full night in our room since she was born, you're always 'busy,' always 'needed elsewhere.' And now you're rushing out at ten o'clock at night because your precious sister wants to visit her lover's house?"
The word, lover, barely left her lips before the world exploded into violent motion.
Zhou Yuxi moved like lightning striking.
