I Won't Give up on Going Abroad

In the early morning, the man's chin was covered with a layer of green stubble. He had his hands on the belt, tightened it, and his movements were swift and decisive. The lower hem of his shirt had already been put into his pants. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

Lin Fei sat on the bed and looked at Gu Yifan's tall back. She had been thinking about what he had said in her heart.

Don't love her?

She smiled bitterly.

The reason why she did that now was not because that person was her biological sister. They were originally a pair of sons that belonged to the latecomers. . .

She really wanted to make him completely belong to her alone. She also wanted to unreasonably label him as her own, but she did not have that confidence.