'Liyuan… intercepted all of Junior Sister Nangong's letters to me?'
Pei Yuhang and Lu Ruoxi froze at the same time.
"No, that can't be right. Junior Sister Nangong, you must have misunderstood. Liyuan would never do something like that."
Pei Yuhang subconsciously sided with his Dao Companion.
Nangong Jin quietly watched Pei Yuhang. The voice that came from her thin lips held no blame, no anger. Her tone was clear and pleasant, yet it had a mechanical quality.
"Then why haven't you received the letters I've sent you all these years, Brother Pei?"
"Maybe… there was some kind of accident."
Pei Yuhang pressed his lips together. He frowned in thought, momentarily avoiding Nangong Jin's placid gaze.
Lu Ruoxi's eyes flickered as she keenly sensed the stagnant atmosphere between her junior brother and sister.
The corners of her lips curved into a smile as warm as a spring breeze, her eyes crinkling into gentle crescents. She took the initiative to hold Nangong Jin's cold hand.
