Fang Xinxin thought about it and shook her head. "There's no need. Sun Jiamu is trustworthy. I previously brought up your matter with her and she was rather sympathetic about your situation."
Fang Shaohua's expression changed slightly. "I don't need her sympathy!"
"It's not exactly sympathy. Her heart just aches for the grievance you have suffered…"
"She's just a stranger. I don't need her heartache!" Fang Shaohua's expression was slightly stiff.
"Brother…" She saw that his complexion was poor.
She continued gently. "If you don't like me telling Sun Jiamu about your matter, I won't do it again in the future."
Fang Shaohua took in his third sister's careful expression and suddenly felt a hint of heartache. He sighed. "I'm sorry, Xinxin. I'm in the wrong."
"Why are you apologising for no reason?" She frowned.
