The delicate features of the young woman quickly grew veiled in a haze of deep sadness, tears spilling uncontrollably from Shang Xixia's small face in less than a second. Then, like a string of pearls snapping loose, the crystalline drops sparkled as they cascaded onto her pale palm. Her dainty lips trembled slightly, her throat choked with emotion. She looked so heartbreakingly fragile. She quickly ran a few steps forward, but it seemed as though she still couldn't fully believe the sight in front of her. Her burning gaze locked onto Shang Pinhao, and she murmured softly.
"Silly girl, oh, silly girl! Your brother's back now. From now on, no one will ever dare bully you again!"
