Cheng Xizhi had always been studying abroad; at just seventeen years old, she had already obtained dual bachelor's degrees.
"Second brother went to an art exhibition, what about sister?" Gu Shengyin asked.
Hearing the name Cheng Yiru, Mrs. Cheng frowned, "I don't know what's gotten into Yiru recently? She's always so secretive, sometimes she doesn't even come home at night."
After all, she had raised this child for over ten years; Mrs. Cheng truly cared for Cheng Yiru.
Gu Shengyin thought to herself: Cheng Yiru is busy "exchanging feelings" with Yuen Hang right now, of course she has no time to come home.
Indeed, Cheng Yiru had been reborn; she was a year older than Cheng Xizhi, just turned eighteen, and had just come back to life last month.
"Xi Xi!" Just then, a voice came from behind her, and before Gu Shengyin could turn around, a big hug enveloped her.
It was second brother, Cheng Qixuan.
