"Even if I marry Yan Xia, I'll still take care of you; you'll be my sister from now on," Yu Han said firmly.
Sister?
Du Xinyuan sneered in her heart.
Sure enough, even if she were paralyzed, Yu Han still couldn't let go of Yan Xia!
"I don't want to!" she thought, and Du Xinyuan cried out again.
"I don't want to be your sister when you know I love you."
"Xinyuan," Yu Han said helplessly, "what we had is in the past, you need to look forward now."
"You've moved on, but I haven't!" Du Xinyuan cried out hoarsely.
"Look forward? What is there for me to look forward to? I'm paralyzed! I'm disabled!" Du Xinyuan cried and shouted.
"You say you'll treat me as a sister and take care of me, is it to let me watch you and Yan Xia being affectionate in front of me every day? That's even more painful than killing me, do you know that?"
"I'm sorry, I wasn't considerate," Yu Han quickly apologized.
He shouldn't have brought up the topic.
