Raelle didn't know what he was expecting from her by telling her that. Her blank face was her identity but it made Xiang Weimin feel nervous and made his palms sweaty. He had never been this nervous in his life. Although he usually didn't have an expression on his face, he gave off a different impression than Raelle. She looked like that doll with limpid eyes staring right into his soul.
It was uncomfortable. It really was.
After a long moment of silence, Raelle's lips finally moved, "What makes you think I don't know that?"
"I know that you know I'm your brother," said Xiang Weimin. "But I wanted to be the one to say it to you."
"And that makes a difference?" questioned Raelle.
Was it really different? She already knew he was her elder brother. How did she know about it made a difference? She didn't think so. Whether he said it to her or not, it really made no difference to her.
