Guan Jun glared at Zhang Tai. "Just shut up. That was Xiao Mu's dying wish. We were all there and heard it ourselves. We should at least take it into consideration."
Song Cheng's eyes darkened slightly as he recalled that foolish fellow. Even on his deathbed, he had been so worried about his lover.
"Just look after her while you can. If she doesn't know what's good for her, let her die."
Although Fang Mu was his brother, every person present was his brother too.
He couldn't neglect everyone else for the sake of the Chu sisters.
It wasn't as if she were his wife.
Looking after her when convenient was already the utmost kindness.
Besides, after Fang Mu had finished speaking, he had fled with the last of his rationality before Song Cheng could even nod.
That fellow had used his fastest speed to get away from their residential area, afraid that he would hurt someone after turning into a zombie.
As a result, Song Cheng hadn't even had the chance to refuse.
Yang Jiao's lips curled slightly. The woman's confident expression struck her as hilarious.
What made her think everyone would risk their lives for her?
Her thick skin?
After Jiang You finished handing things over, she led Da Zhuang out of the air-raid shelter. She had just been about to leave when her ears suddenly twitched.
She heard someone talking.
"Mom, I'm starving to death. I can't stay in this godforsaken place another day..."
"All I did was complain that the author had abandoned her novel for no reason and write a thousand-word essay condemning her. Did she really have to throw me into the world of the novel?"
"Damn it! Heaven and earth, at least give me a hint! I don't even know how far the