As her thoughts raced, Lu Qingqing had already thought about Tao Ye's situation. Looking at the woman in front of her, she couldn't shake off a sense of discordance. The woman spoke with a heavy Hong Kong accent and appeared to be in her twenties, suggesting she had lived in Hong Kong for a long time. On the other hand, Tao Ye was a bona fide mainlander, born in a particularly remote and backward mountain village.
Could she be Tao Ye's sister?
If so, why did Tao Ye say he had no relatives to rely on during his studies?
Tao Ye never shied away from his humble beginnings and would not likely lie about that.
Even now, he seemed not to recognize this supposed sister, his face cold as he said, "Miss, please do not randomly claim kinship. I, Tao Ye, have been orphaned since childhood, with no sisters!"
"Who says? You are my brother, my own brother! I saw you last time when you met with mom; I heard your conversation!" the woman retorted.