This time, using his injury as an excuse, he finally returned to the country.
Yin Moxue’s delicate little face was already streaked with tears. She looked in the direction Huo Jincheng and Lu Xingzhi were leaving and shouted, "Brother Jinchen, Brother Jinchen..."
"Yin Moxue, stop calling. Look at yourself right now, what do you look like? Jin Chen doesn’t like you, saying he doesn’t like you is already giving you too much credit. He hasn’t even kept you in his heart, you’re just like a passerby to him, do you understand?"
"I really like him! But why does he have a fiancée? Why didn’t I know? Brother, I’m so upset. Tell me, this is fake, isn’t it? It’s fake, right?"
Yin Moxue sat on the ground without any image, her makeup had already been ruined by her tears, red smudges and black smudges everywhere, completely devoid of her usual elegance.
"Mo Xue, it’s true. It’s impossible between you and Jin Chen, don’t think about him anymore. If you continue, I’ll have to let Dad send you abroad again. Don’t think about returning for the rest of your life."
If Yin Moxue were not his sister, he wouldn’t care about these things. If she wants to self-destruct, what does it matter to him?
Speaking of his sister, he wasn’t too fond of her.
Too obsessive, almost pathological.
But there’s no helping it, she’s family!
"Brother, is that woman Brother Jinchen’s arranged marriage partner? Does Brother Jinchen actually not like her?" Yin Moxue still wanted to deceive herself, hoping her brother could give her a definite answer.
"Yin Moxue, Jin Chen deeply loves his fiancée. Do you understand what deeply loves means? There are countless women in this country who want to marry Huo Jincheng, but among thousands, the only one he truly loves is Lu Xingzhi. Wake up! In Jin Chen’s eyes, you are nothing."
Yin Molili has a bad temper, always prone to outbursts.
If Yin Moxue were his subordinate, he would have beaten her long ago.
"If you weren’t my sister, he wouldn’t even spare you a glance. But rest assured, from now on, he definitely won’t give you a glance. If he did, it would only be in disdain."
Taking a deep breath and striving to control himself, Yin Molili refrained from smashing the stand onto Yin Moxue.
His explosive temper!
Pleasant words don’t get through, must he speak harshly!
"Go wash your face! Look at yourself, what do you look like, worse than a homeless person on the street. Wash your face and get out of here, I don’t need you here."
He couldn’t persuade Yin Moxue of anything, so he finally just said, "Suit yourself."
"No, I won’t give up. I won’t... Brother Jinchen surely doesn’t like that woman, surely not. Otherwise, why hasn’t he publicly announced his engagement? He definitely doesn’t like his fiancée, I still have a chance. I still have a chance..."
It seemed only by deceiving herself could Yin Moxue feel a bit comforted.
"Yin Moxue, you bastard. Looking at your pitiful face makes me upset. I’m not dead yet! Why are you crying here? Don’t freaking cause trouble for me."
What dogshit family love, damn it, he’s already dying, and this sister isn’t worried.
Yet she came back under the pretense of his illness.
If she weren’t a Yin...
The wound really started to hurt.