Zhao Sulan was reading the letter, and Meng Chuyue wasn't idle either. She walked over to Zhao Xiaoxin, looked at her gently, and then said, "Hello, Zhao Xiaoxin, I am your sister born to the same mother but different fathers."
In the stunned silence of Zhao Xiaoxin and Lin Fangwei, she turned to Lin Fangwei, "Lin Fangwei, you knew early on that you were the daughter of Meng Wanhua and Lin Youdong, didn't you? And you thought I was the daughter of Zhao Sulan and Lin Youdong, right?"
"Unfortunately, though you are indeed Lin Youdong and Meng Wanhua's daughter, and I am Zhao Sulan's daughter, I am not her child with Lin Youdong—Zhao Xiaoxin is."
"You're somewhat confused, right?"
"No matter, listen slowly."