Zhou Yuyan's heart leapt to her throat, her voice filled with guilt as she hurriedly said, "Sis, I'm sorry, it's all my fault! It's me who was wrong, I shouldn't have towards your husband..."
"Yuyan," Zhou Yujie interrupted her, reaching out to hold her sister's slightly cold hand, "Listen to me first."
She looked into her sister's panicked eyes and spoke slowly, "Actually... I don't blame you. A man like Wu Wei, young, wealthy, capable, and handsome—it's perfectly normal for you to have developed a crush on him, or even fallen for him."
Zhou Yuyan didn't expect her sister to say this and was completely stunned for a moment.
"But, Yuyan, I must remind you..."
Zhou Yujie's expression became somewhat serious, her tone solemn as she said, "Wu Wei is not like us ordinary people. You saw it yourself at the hot pot restaurant that day, how proactive that girl was with him. In the future, as he becomes more successful, the number of women around him might increase even more."
