"Where I'm going is none of your business."
Song Qingya struggled to keep her composure, turning to sidle past her.
But just as she moved, Song Chenglu, as if anticipating it, blocked her path again.
"Sis, you're going to Jing City, aren't you?"
She stared intently into Song Qingya's eyes, refusing to back down an inch. "I'm going too! I have to find Brother Ajin!"
Song Qingya finally stopped.
She slowly turned around, staring at Song Chenglu, the corner of her mouth curling into a sarcastic arc. "What are you going to do? Cause trouble?"
Song Chenglu felt a chill run down her spine under that gaze.
But she gritted her teeth. "I… I'm worried about Brother Ajin too… I… I want him to be safe…"
"You're worried about him?" Song Qingya let out a cold laugh.
"Song Chenglu, stop acting. You really think I can't see what you're thinking?"
