Gu Mingcheng slowly unfolded the unfinished canvas, looked at Gu Mingzhu, and asked back, "When did you come back? Mom went to play mahjong today. If she knew her precious daughter was back, how could she go out?"
"Don't change the subject. You know exactly what I mean." Gu Mingzhu stared at Gu Mingcheng and said word by word, "She is your real second sister."
Gu Mingcheng had a moment of panic, but then calmly pressed his lips together and said, "I feel sorry for my second sister who has suffered since childhood and want to paint her. Is that not allowed? I like my second sister, what's wrong with that? Gu Mingzhu, if you want others to like you, change your ways. Aren't you tired of pretending every day?"
"Gu Mingcheng!"
Gu Mingzhu was almost furious listening to this. She took a deep breath and placed her hand on her bulging abdomen, telling herself not to get angry. The child was most important. She said coldly, "Whether I'm tired or not is my business, none of your concern."
