"Forget it, talking more is useless, it's all regret," An Ran sighed, lifted her head, and looked out the window, "Is there something you wanted to see me about?"
Shen Bin lifted his head, his eyes reddened, and carefully asked, "My sister… is she okay?"
From the moment he saw Shen Qi, he knew he was wrong, and now, he realized just how terribly wrong he was. He had wanted to give his sister a stable life, but instead pushed her into an endless abyss.
"What do you think?" An Ran withdrew her gaze from the window and met Shen Bin's eyes again. Seeing those bloodshot eyes, a trace of compassion flitted through her heart. She blinked and quickly turned her eyes away, "Her health is fine."
She mentioned her health because she couldn't see the scars on her heart.
Shen Bin nodded and continued to ask, "How is that person?"
An Ran knew he was referring to Zhu Pengfei and let out a soft chuckle, "He's doing okay, not beaten to death, still lying in the hospital."
