Shi Yin remained silent, but the hands around her waist tightened significantly.
It was as if a drowning man had finally found a lifeline—reluctant to let go, and afraid to release it.
He was lost in his thoughts, his entire being radiating a sorrowful aura: "Even if he hates me, it's deserved…it's all deserved…"
His unusual state immediately flustered Ruan Yuan. She cupped his cheeks and kissed his lips tenderly.
"Shi Yin, calm down, okay? Don't scare me."
"Does my brother… really hate me?"
The man's humbled, yet slightly hopeful gaze made Ruan Yuan ponder over the interactions between him and Shi Wei in recent days.
Softly, she began: "How could someone who knows all your preferences and helps you when you need it the most possibly hate you?"
Though she didn't truly understand what had happened, nor knew much about Shi Wei's temperament.
