Fu Shiyan's face was solemn, "I'm going to say it."
Mu Shaoze stared straight at the other person, "Go ahead."
"I'm really going to say it."
Mu Shaoze's patience was being strung out, "Hurry up and say it."
"Curiosity killed the cat," Fu Shiyan curved the corner of his lips.
Mu Shaoze wanted to sharpen a knife right now and hack this old man to pieces.
Fu Shiyan cleared his throat.
Mu Shaoze raised his hand to stop him, "I don't want to know anymore."
Fu Shiyan took a sip of hot water, feeling much more comfortable in the stomach, and said word by word, "An Yan is the Mu Family's Little Five."
Mu Shaoze snorted, "I thought it was something big, isn't it just that An Yan is the Mu Family's Little Five."
After finishing, the smile at the corner of his lips stiffened.
He opened his eyes incredulously, "An Yan is my little sister?"
Fu Shiyan nodded.