The gaze as cold as winter ice swiftly swept over her face twice, like a snake; it yanked out the secret she wished to bury underneath, and then his entire face turned as cold as frost: "Am I still your brother?"
Hearing this, Manman's heart sank abruptly, irritated within: How did he know? He couldn't possibly know. She hadn't given anything away.
"If you think I'm still your brother, tell me everything exactly as it happened."
As Jun Ye's mood shifted, the room suddenly turned as cold as an ice cellar.
"Lu Jun!" The Yao Family watched the siblings with tension.
The eyebrow that Jun Ye raised made it clear he did not want anyone else meddling in this affair, not even old Mr. Yao, looking at her: "I only want a word from you. That's not too much to ask, is it?"
It wasn't too much. Manman thought it over; the matter couldn't be concealed forever anyway, and her adoptive father had managed to come out unscathed, so she feared nothing and said: "He came to see me and the child."