So, what she means is, he's more suited to be her brother?
The man's face turned ashen as he looked at her.
After An Yin finished speaking, her mind was in a daze.
She...
Um, what did she just say? An Yin lowered her head, embarrassed, turned away, not daring to look at the man's stern profile. She shifted slightly, and the spot where the anklet was worn tingled, as if a little cat was gently scratching an itch.
"Want to be my sister?"
As An Yin sat restlessly, the man's cold voice sounded above her head. She sat properly with her legs together, a trace of confusion flashing across her face.
"I was just saying," she murmured in a muffled voice.
The little girl felt wronged? Bao Shaojin silently stared at her with a chilling look, his deep, husky voice unreasonably domineering, "Just saying is not okay."
There's no way in this lifetime he would recognize her as his sister! She might as well give up on that idea.
