"Someone you know?"
Luo Ying sensed the danger in Lu Zhao's tone and frowned. "He looked like one of my brothers."
"A brother?" Lu Zhao mulled over these words. "Is he your biological brother? Didn't Luo Feng disappear for a long time? From what I know, you don't have a brother, right?"
Luo Ying's mind was still spinning with the man she had just met, and she was upset.
That person wasn't Luo Feng, but her real brother.
He wasn't someone from this world. He was her third brother, someone from her original world.
Her third brother was the closest to her among her four brothers. Although they often played around, their temperaments and personalities were the most similar.
What was he doing here? Was she here to take her home?
Lu Zhao looked at Luo Ying's suddenly happy expression and touched his cheek, a little impatient. "So, who is it?"
Luo Ying realized that she seemed to be too happy.
