"Okay."
Meng Ting turned around and went downstairs. Jih Yunshu saw him coming down and quickly asked, "Is my brother awake?"
Meng Ting nodded and said, "Mr. Jih is awake, he's getting ready to take a shower and have lunch upstairs."
"I'll go up and take a look!"
"Miss Yunshu, Mr. Jih asks you to wait patiently."
Jih Yunshu frowned and said, "What do you mean? My brother has finally come back, he's awake, and I can't even see him?"
"If Mr. Jih wants to see you, he'll naturally come down. Please don't make it difficult for me, Miss Yunshu."
Jih Yunshu was initially filled with anticipation, but now it felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over her.
Her brother who had been in a coma for twenty years seemed unwilling to see her now that he was awake.
Not seeing others and not seeing her either.
She thought she was special.
After all, it was her money that helped wake him up, and this is how he treated her afterward?
Jih Yunshu was left completely bewildered.
