Shi Fengju laughed, "This won't do, that won't do, so tell me, how do you expect me to handle this?"
Sang Wan was momentarily at a loss for words. Because, she too didn't know what should be done! This Shi Yumei was just like tofu that had fallen in ashes –- too fragile to withstand any handling!
Shi Fengju sighed softly, his hand lightly resting on Sang Wan's shoulder, to which she twisted away, but he wasn't annoyed and continued, "My elder sister is actually not a bad person at heart; she's just stubborn, straightforward to a fault, speaks without restraint, and doesn't care whether others can handle it or not, let alone saving someone's face. Miss Wan, it's just that she's prejudiced against you. I think, if she understands you, she won't treat you like this! I will try my best to make her understand you, to let her know that you are to me—"
