Xi Bei, so her name was Xi Bei.
Her gaze returned to Yuran, "If my name is Xi Bei, does that mean my sister is Xi Bao?"
Yuran smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, that's right."
Meng Qiuyan couldn't quite describe what she was feeling at the moment, only that she was very happy, the kind of happiness that couldn't be traded for anything else, joyful.
She held onto Yuran's hand tightly, her gaze fixed on Yuran without drifting away.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable under such a stare, Yuran intended to look away, but Meng Qiuyan suddenly burst into laughter, "Pfft..."
"What's so funny?"
Yuran asked, her voice soft and carrying the tenderness and indulgence of an older sister.
Meng Qiuyan felt warmth spreading through her heart like a pool of water, she reached out and caressed Yuran's face, "Sister, calling you 'sister' while looking at your face feels somewhat unreal."
"Shall I take you to meet the brothers this evening?"
"Alright."
...
Time rewound to half an hour earlier.
