Xinyue smiled. "What about me, little sister? Won't you call me your big brother~?"
Lihua glared at him. "Why will I call you that? You always make fun of me!"
"Because it's fun to provoke you."
"..."
Mrs. Zhang sighed. "You are impossible, Xinyue."
She watched the glow and radiance on Cheng Mei and Cheng Ling's faces and felt truly happy for them. She knew how patiently they had waited for this day.
She looked up at Jia and said, "Once again, we went into hiding after Jiang Shan supposedly burned our residence. Your parents had helped us cover up our tracks and evidence so that he believes we are dead. For six years…it was like that. We thought Lihua would be happily living with Song Lan and Song Wuyin. They were just and fair cops. They were happy to take Lihua in. But then one day, we heard news that they were dead. Suddenly…just like that."
Cheng Mei's expression grew solemn.
