Song Mian was by Yun Xiangxiang's side from the moment she had her cake, until one in the morning. She was born at one in the morning.
"You even know about this!" Yun Xiangxiang was taken aback.
"I convinced your little brother after all," Song Mian smiled charmingly.
"Hmph, Little Lin is still young. And he accepted you because of his trust in me," Yun Xiangxiang sneered. "Let's see how you convince my dad."
Yun Lin was a siscon, but he was a different siscon. Yun Lin would acknowledge anything she acknowledged. Quoting him: Elder sister is so pretty. Whatever my elder sister says is correct.
Yun Zhibin was unlike Yun Lin. He might be an ordinary high school teacher, but he had seen people from all walks of life.
The children he taught, the children's parents, the children's temperament after they grew up. Yun Zhibin was crystal clear about them.
