By the time Jiang Yu responded, Liu Ze had been calling for a while.
Jiang Yu pouted and glanced at Wei Ziang. This kid was worse than Liu Ze, pretending not to understand him.
If Liu Ze was a gentle and kind smiling fox, then Wei Ziang was a wolf disguised as a sheep, quiet and reserved.
Outsiders said he was honest and calm, rarely smiling.
Only those familiar with him would know that this guy was just pretending to be stern.
In front of Xiaomi, he smiled so brightly.
Just as he was complaining, he saw his two younger sisters walking out hand in hand.
One wore a pink long dress, which complemented the fair-skinned Xiaoxue, making her eyes sparkle with charm, as she stood tall and graceful;
The other wore a light green dress, like a breath of spring, refreshing and extraordinary. Usually seen in black and gray, today she looked even more petite and adorable.
Even Jiang Yu was momentarily stunned, sighing inwardly, his sisters—once little chubby babies—had grown up.
