After Han Qian returned home that day, she reported on her brother to Father Han soberly.
Now Han Ying sill lay in the hospital and lived an even more miserable life.
"Are you and your brother biological brother and sister?"
"How do you think our appearances compare, am I like him?" Han Qian pointed to her own face.
Ming Shu recalled Han Ying's face in her mind. It was indeed very different from Han Qian's, but normally biological brothers and sisters would share some similarities in appearance.
"Han Ying is the son of my father's brother. After my mother gave birth to me, she couldn't have children anymore, so they took in Han Ying and raised him with me in our family."
People in this era thought that the family ought not to let their belongings fall into outsiders' hands.
Han Ying was not their biological son, but his last name was also Han.
"Doesn't your father…" Have many bastard children out of the family?
