Lin Sanju was willing to help Fei Chuan. After all, Fei Chuan had helped him many times, and it was because of him that he managed to rise through the ranks in the Lin family with ease.
However, Bei Sangyun was his cousin, and she was the backbone of the fourth branch. He was even more grateful to Bei Sangyun.
Lin Sanju stared at him. "You're my friend, and I'm very grateful to you. I'm willing to help you, no matter what it is. But Bei Sangyun is my precious cousin. My family and I owe her our lives. If your intentions toward her are sincere, I'll help you win her back. But if you're not serious about her, then even if I'm indebted to you, I'll choose my cousin over you."
"I know what you're worried about. You can beat me up if I ever hurt her again."
Lin Sanju continued to stare at him. He had known Fei Chuan for a long time, and among all the men in the world, he felt most at ease entrusting his cousin to him.
