After more than ten breaths, the violent spiritual power in Liang Yingyue's body gradually calmed down.
"Sister, are you alright?" Liang Yingjun looked at his sister's pale face and asked nervously.
For the past three years, the siblings had relied on each other, so their relationship was even stronger than three years ago.
Liang Yingyue was helped to sit on the edge of the bed. She looked up at her brother with a determined expression. "Liang Yingjun, if you go to look for Cheng Su'er again, don't acknowledge me as your sister in the future."
Liang Yingjun was shocked. "Sister, I…"
"Jun'er, Cheng Su'er's mind is too devious Even if you can really be with her, you definitely won't last long."
Before Liang Yingjun finished speaking, Liang Zongxing joined in the persuasion.
"Father, you think too highly of your son. He's nothing now. Why would Cheng Su'er possibly be willing to be with him?"
