Ping Qing's face was somber, recalling the girl he saw during the day, standing weakly under the sunlight, her blood vessels visible beneath the skin. He really couldn't reconcile the two completely different Gu Yunbos in his mind.
Ping Qing's hesitation made Ping Simin more anxious and angry, leaving no room for Gu Yunbo for even a minute.
"She's nothing but trouble; we must drive her out."
"You should rest, don't be angry. I'll find out the reason and have her apologize to you," Ping Qing soothed softly.
"No." Ping Simin was even more agitated.
Ping Qing had no choice but to compromise, "I get it. You just rest! Don't think about anything else. You're my sister, and I won't let you suffer this for nothing."
"Daughter, why did Yunbo suddenly try to strangle you?" Zhu Meihua, who had been crying, suddenly asked.
Ping Simin guiltily lowered her eyes, feigning weakness, "I feel awful, let me rest for a while."
"Okay! Then you have a rest."
"Alright."
