Jian Xi saw Si Yuhuan out. "My big brother asked me to thank you."
"We're family. No need for such formalities."
Jian Xi reminded him, "Have you forgotten we're divorced?"
Si Yuhuan was unconcerned. "Divorced, yes, but not estranged from the family. What, are you already having second thoughts?"
Jian Xi felt a pang of guilt at having her thoughts read.
In her previous life, he had been vicious and deserved death. In this life, she carefully reflected, he had always been a victim of her machinations... Jian Xi, oh Jian Xi, you can't afford to be so merciful, playing the saint. That path leads to a bad end.
"No!" she said impatiently. "If you're leaving, then go. I won't let this matter rest. Bing Xin, that piece of trash, she won't be able to endure it. I'm actually curious to see how long your precious 'moonlight' will last this time."
Jian Mingcheng personally drove Wan Yu home.
"Thank you for everything."
