All the goodness is fake, just an empty dream, and he is a wolf in sheep's clothing.
"Now both Miss Gu and Chengcheng are in their hands. Even if you don't consider Miss Gu, Chengcheng is your nephew and your sister's only child. The choice is... in your hands."
After Xu Shuo finished speaking, he turned to leave.
But before he could step away, a small pale hand grabbed him.
He turned around to see Lin Qingge already standing up slowly with the support of the sofa, her other hand clenched into a fist, her body still trembling slightly.
She seemed to be struggling, yet her gaze at him was unwavering, "Alright, I agree."
She couldn't disregard the bigger picture for personal desires. Today, she had pity for him, but back then, did they have any pity for her sister?
If they had even a little, she would not have died.
Xu Shuo notified Huo Jingting, who came in quickly. He saw that the struggle on Lin Qingge's face had faded significantly and become more resolute.
