Even though she didn't want to admit it, An Nan had to face the fact that the person before her was no longer the brother she remembered. He had changed, perhaps she had too, but it no longer mattered. The reality was, he was Xi Xilan's son, An Yuya's brother, and of course, her brother too. But it all depended on his choice. If he chose Xi Xilan, then they were destined to be adversaries.
Amidst An Nan's complex emotions, her gaze met his, her lips curved in the same ambiguous smile: "Brother, it's your choice, isn't it?"
With simple words, An Nan threw the question back at him.
It also prompted another scrutiny from An Liyang, realizing that the laughing little girl he hadn't seen in years had indeed changed. She now had her own thoughts, her own life, and her own strategies.
