Sheng Yize said grimly, "I can't erase her old wounds, but I want to make her happy from now on."
An Yibei's fingers quivered at those words and he sneered. "Alright. If you really want to know, I'll tell you."
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The study was filled with the aroma of coffee, but neither one of them touched their cups.
An Yibei's voice was bland and emotionless. "Xiaxia isn't my biological sister. She was adopted by my father."
An Yibei began the conversation with a bombshell announcement.
Sheng Yize pursed his lips a little and kept his face impassive.
