Yan Chu stared at Tang Sitian's face, her amber-colored eyes moved slightly, and then she spoke very slowly, "Your surname is Tang, and your name is Tang Sitian?"
Tang Sitian was stunned, "How do you know my name?"
"Didn't someone just call your name?" Yan Chu quickly regained her usual smile, "It's quite an easy name to remember. You see, I'm all alone in the world with no family... How about I adopt you as my little sister?"
Both of them were startled by his sudden proposal, and Luo Qiangwei squinted her eyes at him, "Why don't you adopt me as your little sister?"
Yan Chu smiled faintly, his tone unconsciously deepened, "My mother and father only had a son and a daughter. I raised my little sister, but she went missing when I was eight. I've been looking for her all these years...And you, you look almost exactly like my mother."
It was just that his mother was a girl from the Miao ethnic group, while Tang Sitian wore modern Han Chinese clothing.
