It was rare for Ling Can to visit, and he didn't express any intention of staying at a hotel. As the "older sister," Bai Xiao had no choice but to let him stay at the Ye Family home.
In the evening, Bai Xiao and Ye Huang were talking in their room.
"Husband, Ling Can has changed. I'm worried he's becoming like Ling Mohan." Bai Xiao frowned, visibly concerned.
"Worrying is futile; some things are in the blood, impossible to remove." Ye Huang remained relatively calm.
The Jianghu is always the Jianghu, and the waves behind push the waves ahead. I'm afraid Ling Can might be even more obsessive than Ling Mohan once was.
"Husband, I'm really afraid the tragedy will repeat itself. Ah Can wasn't like this when he was younger!" Bai Xiao sighed, "Perhaps witnessing Ling Mohan's tragic death triggered a different personality."
