The moment Lin Shuang laid eyes on this sister, he immediately confirmed that she must be Tong Yao's paternal half-sister.
When Tong Yao walked over and stood next to her, even Lin Shuang, the host, had a hard time telling which one was his little maid.
The little maid had become two! Double the joy!
This sister looked very much like Tong Yao, equally stunningly beautiful and equally curvaceous in a pear-shaped figure.
Tong Yao, with a mix of happiness and nervousness, asked, "Tong Ge?"
The sister named Tong Ge nodded, "Just call me Little Dove, sister."
Once the two sisters spoke up, it became easier to distinguish who was who.
Tong Yao's tone was noticeably gentler, while Tong Ge's was much colder.
It was the difference between soft spring rain and drifting winter snow.
Lin Shuang also noticed that this sister's eyes seemed to be flecked with snowflakes, her gaze somewhat detached.
As if she was observing everything in the world with a cool eye.
