Yan Su was shocked.
A minute ago, she learned she had a little brother. A few seconds ago, she met him.
She lowered her head to look at the little boy. He took after his mother. She looked more like her father.
God. She was expecting to meet her son, but now she learned she had such a young brother. Her parents were quite vigorous.
"Sister…" the little boy called her again. "I've seen you. Mom always looks at you on her phone. She said you're my sister."
"Yes, I am your sister." Yan Su squatted, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Anyway, her little brother was a real cutie-pie.
…so much cuter than Luosang's little brother.
"Tell me, little man, what's your name?"
"Yan Jin," he answered. "My name means 'cautious.' Daddy said I have to be cautious, not like my sister. She was lured away by a man."
"Jin, where are you?" A middle-aged couple walked over from the courtyard.
