"The other day I went home to have dinner with Grandpa and saw quite a few photos of Mom."
Jiang Lingxi lay on her side, propping up her head with one hand, looking at Xu Ling'an, who was almost curled up into a ball in front of her. "Grandpa should have also told you about your biological parents, right?"
Xu Ling'an wasn't surprised that her sister could guess, she nodded slightly, letting out a light "hmm." "I felt really upset hearing it, not even knowing whether I should blame him!"
"If you're not sleepy yet, want to talk about it?"
The story was actually a bit cliché.
Whenever Li Wanxuan mentioned her junior, Jian Sheng, her tone would involuntarily carry a hint of regret, naturally because Jian Sheng's talent in painting and calligraphy was indeed extraordinary.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would have been the earliest to become famous in their generation.
But then, an unexpected event actually did occur.