"Is it my brother's fault?" A touch of painful color flowed through the bottom of Jiang's eyes. "It's the first time I've lost control of your emotions for such a long time."

"I'm not good," Butong sipped his lips and his eyes were moist. "I shouldn't go out to get drunk, let alone you can't find me."

"I'm sorry, Butong," Jiang chose to hold her tightly in his arms. "I'm really afraid that Li Jingchen will hurt you again, and that you will be as weak as before. Butong, since the day I knew that Jiang Yongyi didn't want you, she was no longer my family member. You and grandpa...