Pei Xingcheng was left speechless.
He was taken aback when Brother Lu questioned him in front of his brother and Miss Ghost. The tension in the room was thick. Seeing his younger brother in this predicament, Pei Qinshan stepped forward, "Ajin, you know, he..."
Lu Jin interrupted, sneering, "You don't need to defend your brother, Qinshan. I get it! Don't worry; I didn't mean it. I know your brother is heartless. If my sister were to die right in front of him, he wouldn't care. Your mother was right all along; he's just a cold-hearted person, a white-eyed wolf who would...."
"Lu Jin!" Pei Qinshan shot back, his eyes narrowing. "Watch your words! You're crossing the line."
"Of course, you will feel that Qinshan," Lu Jin scoffed angrily. "After all, it's not your dear brother who's injured and lying on the bed. It's my sister! She's the one who's injured. And for whom? The one man who doesn't care about her...."