Mi Cheng glanced at his sister for a moment before he turned away. "It's not possible, forget I ever mentioned that."
"No! I can't! You promised to get us married ever since I was little, you even reassured me last year and told me that when I turn twenty that you would get me married to him. I'm turning twenty in five days!" She blinked her sparkling eyes and tears fell down her milky and smooth skin.
Mi Cheng sighed and rubbed his temple once more. Whenever it comes to this sister of his, this is exactly how he feels; weak, powerless, and indecisive. "Fei, things have changed. Mo Lingtian already–"
Mi Cheng was interrupted by the loud cry of his sister. "You lied to me brother!" She sniffed while still pointing her finger at him. "You lied to me! You told me that–that–" her body went limp and her legs gave way, however, before her body could touch the floor, Mi Cheng rushed forward and supported her falling body.
