"Lu Jinghan, you must treat Han Xi well in the future. Now, you are all she has. Her mother, who loved her most, has passed away, and her father only has eyes for those shameless mother and daughter. And I, as her sister, even wanted to burn her alive..."
Han Siyu stopped speaking, only smiling, but the laughter sounded desolate.
Lu Jinghan stood up and walked towards the window, his deep eyes like a vortex looking into the distance, his thin lips slightly parted: "Tell me about Han Xi's past, anything at all."
Lu Jing had not experienced Han Xi's past, but he wanted to know, wanted to understand his wife better.
Han Siyu understood what Lu Jinghan meant, but she had just woken up and her body was still very weak. Having said so much all at once, she really didn't have the strength to continue.
"Can I tell you later? I'm out of strength."
"Okay."
