"You're not soft-hearted, you're kind-hearted."
Su Yao took the half-smoked cigarette from between her fingers, took a puff, and leaned on the railing looking in the direction of Fu Shihan's house. The night was deep, and he hadn't come back yet.
"Kind-hearted people are inevitably taken advantage of."
"So what you're saying is, I was used by the Fu Family?" Su Wanxin furrowed her brows.
"How much do you really know about you and the Fu Family?"
Su Wanxin hesitated, then answered, "I know why I was adopted by the Fu Family. I heard that I once served as Fu Shihan's amulet."
"Who told you that?" Su Yao frowned. "Fu Shihan?"
Su Wanxin shook her head. "Not him."
She wasn't clear about who the person sending her messages was, only feeling that someday that person would contact her again.
Su Yao clenched her teeth, her mood suddenly turning sour. She had no choice, things had come this far, and she had to face reality.
"Yes, an amulet."
Su Yao nodded in acknowledgment.
