Su Qingtian turned her head, staring at his handsome profile. She hadn't spoken of these things to anyone, not even Mo Nanjue. "Eldest Young Master... thank you."
Mo Beiyan raised an eyebrow, "What's the use of verbal thanks? Why not repay me with your lifelong commitment?"
"..."
Su Qingtian didn't speak. She lowered her gaze. "Actually, I really wish I had an older brother. Maybe it's because of what Mom said that influenced me. I once vowed that no matter what, I would find my brother in this life. Since he can be so good to his sister, he would certainly be good to me too..."
"Leave it to me," Mo Beiyan said solemnly. He never made careless promises. "I'll find him for you, and make sure you have an intact brother returned to you."
"Alright."
"I'll go ask them to prepare another dose of medicine."
