He Jitang stood in the corridor, his figure lonely.
Su Ruanruan handed him his coat, softly calling out, "Third Brother."
He Jitang turned around.
He gazed at the woman in front of him.
After a night of enduring, she appeared less fresh than usual, but her eyes revealed a touch of tenderness.
He Jitang took the coat.
He glanced inside, asking, "How is Ci'an?"
Su Ruanruan replied, "He's asleep! The old lady is with him!"
He Jitang knitted his brows.
Su Ruanruan slowly moved to his side, whispering, "Third Brother, I never interfere in your matters, nor is it my place to, but since you trust me with Ci'an, there are things I must say!"
He Jitang lit a cigarette.
Taking a slow drag, he said, "Speak."
Su Ruanruan firmly stated, "You allow Lin Xianni to approach you, which might be fine as it could be your mutual interest, but you should not let her get close to Ci'an!"
Her voice lowered, "She doesn't truly care for Ci'an."
"I know," He Jitang uttered three words.
