"It must be very difficult here, right? You can't see the sky outside, or even breathe the air outside!" Chi Xiaoyu walked sadly to the window and gave it a hard push.
The window was unshakeable.
"I'm used to it, doesn't matter!" Yeh Yu's voice was very low, his face very pale.
"Where are you hurt?"
"Not in an important place, near the scapula, not a fatal injury! You don't have to worry!" he said lightly.
Chi Xiaoyu noticed his fingers were very slender, long fingers like those of a woman.
These were the hands of an artist, whereas Yeh Cangqiong's hands were strong, with calluses.
"Actually, during the time Yeh Cangqiong was missing, with Grandma's support, you had a chance to take over yourself. Just find a crony, get rid of Yeh Cangqiong while he was outside, and you could have a stable life." Chi Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes slightly, testing Yeh Yu's thoughts.
"Heh, I said it before, I have no feelings for power. Actually... my existence is a mistake!"
