Jiang Yang really had two different faces, one in front of this woman and another in front of his elder sister. He truly excelled at pretense. These two months had been nothing but a battle of wits, a clash of titans. As soon as his elder sister returned, he immediately transformed into a pitifully lovable little creature.
She shouldn't have been soft-hearted in the first place.
Zhuanzhuan was a little regretful inside. After all, it was the first time that someone had placed her above all others, and that someone had been her big sister.
"Sister, I'm back," Zhuanzhuan said, eyes carefully watching Nan Fei, her face a mix of unease, guilt, and concern. "Sister, are you okay? I heard you were hospitalized."
Nan Fei bit her lip, wanting to say something, but because Leng Ran was there, it was inconvenient to speak up, so she swallowed her words back.
The atmosphere in the living room became a bit stiff in an instant.
