Su Junhui didn't hesitate and followed his older brother.
It wasn't until they entered his older brother's courtyard that he asked, "How much do you know about what happened that year?"
"A bit more than you," Su Junxian lowered his voice, his usually serene and bright eyes carrying a reflective gaze.
He handed a document folder to Su Junhui. "I haven't gathered much information; see if your friends can use it to reconstruct what she would look like now that she's grown up."
Su Junhui didn't hesitate and immediately opened the folder.
There were very few photos inside.
Su Junhui's expression grew even uglier.
"Why are there so few photos of our sister compared to ours?"
Su Junxian stared at the sparse photos and said something that made Su Junhui break out in a cold sweat.
"Because from the moment she was born, she was destined to be abandoned by her family. Keeping more photos of her would only leave behind more risks."
