Lin Yuexi thought for a moment.
An image of Gu Xinzhou at nineteen came to mind.
His face was full of collagen, beaming with a grin like a little pest, always following Song Zhen around.
"That illegitimate daughter?"
Lin Yuexi's tone was harsh.
He knew his younger sister was much more beautiful than his older sister.
But his younger sister's infatuation with Song Zhen showed that her nature was shallow.
His older sister, however, dared to torment Song Zhen, repeatedly rejecting him and causing him heartache, which made her much more endearing than his younger sister.
Gu Xinfei was in a dilemma, her voice soft, "No, don't call her an illegitimate child.
No matter how she treats me, she's still my sister!
I...
I wasn't cautious enough, I didn't expect her to have arranged reporters waiting for me."
Lin Yuexi parked the car by a lake.
There was a road by the lake, lined with rows of poplar trees.
