Ling Yunshu forcefully dragged Ling Chuxia down the stairs and out of the house; with a heavy push, Ling Chuxia, caught off guard, staggered backward a few steps and fell heavily to the ground.
Standing over her, Ling Yunshu looked down at her with a height advantage. The usual gentleness and indulgence in her eyes were gone, replaced by extreme disgust and resentment. She spoke coldly and deliberately, "I believe Shi Che was just drunk at the time and mistook you for me, which is why he did that, but you... you were sober. I don't care what you feel for Shi Che, but you can never love him, because he loves me, do you understand?"
"Sister, I know, I've always known. I never dared to hope for anything... I know I owe you an apology, but please, let me accompany Madam on this last journey, please..."
Ling Chuxia struggled to sit up from the ground, her hand subconsciously reaching out to grab Ling Yunshu's.
