Yan Chu stared at Tang Sitian's face, her amber eyes moving slightly before she finally spoke in a slow voice, "Your surname is Tang, and you're called Tang Sitian?"
Tang Sitian was startled, "How do you know my name?"
"Didn't someone just call out your name?" Yan Chu quickly reverted to her usual smiling disposition, "The name is quite memorable. You see, I'm all alone in this world without any relatives... How about I recognize you as my little sister?"
Both of them were shocked by her abrupt proposition, and Luo Qiangwei narrowed her eyes at her, "Why don't you recognize me as your little sister?"
Yan Chu's smile was slight, and her tone unconsciously deepened, "My mom and dad only had a son and a daughter, and I raised my little sister. But she got lost when I was eight, and I have been searching for her all these years... And you, you look almost exactly like my mom."
