Lu Anran could hardly speak: "This is my brother, can't I care about him?"
Su Li took a sip from the water cup on the table, glancing with an inscrutable gaze.
That look seemed to penetrate through Lu Anran, making her whole body tense, extremely awkward.
Su Li had visited An City for the Spring Festival before, and learned quite a bit of gossip about the famous families there from Mu Qingmei.
The head of the Lu Family and his wife had a deep relationship, but after many years without children, they adopted a one-year-old girl. Who knew that a year later they would conceive a child, and that child was none other than Lu Jinghuai, the rightful head of the Lu Family.
But whether they were merely siblings, Su Li dared not speculate.
Lu Anran couldn't outtalk Su Li, so she kept signaling to Lu Jinghuai with her eyes.
But they couldn't wear the Dream Machine that Lu Xiaomian invented; who knew if it was dangerous? That thing was going on their heads!
