Even though he had seen the world, he only drifted through the sea of commerce and had never witnessed its bloody and dark side.
His family was blissfully happy, and he was the only child, loved dearly by his father, mother, grandparents on both sides.
Cousins, whether sister, brother, or otherwise, regardless of how strained relationships might be, they would still exchange greetings during the holidays, not as distant as Fan Rou's situation.
Ye Ranran had long told him that the Fan Family's situation was complicated, but seeing it now truly shocked him.
"Do they really hate her that much?" Lan Shao truly couldn't comprehend this sentiment. After all, Fan Rou was their sister; how could they be so heartless?
"Do you know who did it?" Ye Ranran started cutting bananas after finishing the apples.
Lan Shao, caught off guard by her questioning, showed a slightly unnatural expression. After a moment, he boldly guessed, "Wasn't it her two sisters?"
