"What about you? Do you have any gut feelings?"
Lu Shaoyuan threw the topic to Xiaoli, who bit her lip as she looked at the two brothers with a troubled expression, "I... I... I don't know... I just got back..."
"Alright! Xi'er just got back, you two stop teasing her!"
Yan Ruoxi spoke up to help Xiaoli out, "You two, as her older brothers, don't scare Xi'er! Remember when she was at home when she was little, you two loved her so much, always fighting to play with her."
"Really?"
Lu Shaoqing looked at Xiaoli, her eyes avoiding his gaze. He frowned; if she really was Xi'er, how could he not feel any fondness for her?
It's not that he had to doubt the authenticity of her identity, but he really didn't feel that familial connection with her.
"Mom, I've already seen her, can I leave now?"
Lu Shaoyuan stood up impatiently. He was busy painting, and his father forced him to come back with a phone call. When Lu Haidong spoke, neither brother dared to mess around and not come back.
