A strong scent of sourness wafted up to her nostrils, Song Qinghuan shook her head, tears trembling in her eyes, "That's not possible, isn't it? Are you lying to me?"
Li Chengyun lowered his phoenix eyes slightly, looked at her and said, "If you think I'm lying to you, you can do another DNA test on us..."
Song Qinghuan looked stunned, unconsciously blinked.
Brother, it was hard to believe that Li Chengyun was her brother, it all felt like a dream or maybe she was actually dreaming. No, it was even more unbelievable than a dream.
She thought that if she had a family, they would be quite like her mild and gentle brother, Yan Pingdan.
But not someone like Li Chengyun, so very attractive, like a sculpted figure, cold and domineering, considering oneself unsurpassed.
If they were indeed kin, shared the same bloodline.
Then there ought to be some resemblance between them, but Li Chengyun and she didn't look alike at all.
