Yin Shuyao kept her eyes on Pei Che's expression as she spoke.
He was first incredulous, slowly turning to sadness and pain.
Yin Shuyao had never seen someone express such pain before, the veins on his forehead subtly twitching, as if a part of his body had been pierced.
His face was frighteningly pale, accentuating his reddened eyes.
Pei Che's emotions were undoubtedly very complex, yet he didn't show the disappointment, disdain, or resentment that Yin Shuyao expected.
"I know our family's circumstances can't compare to what they used to be, but she can't sell her body just to enjoy a wealthy life." Yin Shuyao sighed slightly, not minding adding fuel to the fire, "You should talk to her, there's no good end with such a person, turn back now while you still can."
Yin Shuyao took out a pen and paper from her bag and wrote down the address of Rose Manor.
