Jian Yiyi froze and stopped crying.
She wiped her tears haphazardly and looked up at the boy in front of her. A stiff smile appeared on her lips. "Yichen is back."
The boy was none other than Jian Changsheng's and Qiao Shuyi's son, Jian Yiyi's biological brother, Jian Yichen.
Jian Yichen was only twelve years old, but he had the temperament of a young adult. He was in his third year of junior high school in Baiyun City's only private middle school, Yuanyang Secondary School. His school uniform was not like that of an ordinary secondary school's, but a well-cut black suit.
With this, coupled with Jian Yichen's noble aura and handsome face, he charmed a group of girls of his age.
It was not an exaggeration to call him a teenage killer.
Seeing his sister forcing a smile, he frowned even more. "Sister, what's wrong?"
Qiao Shuyi wiped her daughter's tears with a pained expression. "Tell Mom what happened?"
