"alright," he said. fu huan held the floral dew in her hand and glanced at the people who were still standing by the door. she nodded slightly as a form of greeting and left quickly.
they lived opposite each other and were only a few meters away from each other, so there was no need to send them off.
after fu huan left, the old man closed the door and sighed. " old song is a lucky man. look at how pretty his granddaughter is. she's as white and tender as the daffodils. "
he pursed his lips. " they're biological siblings? "
" what nonsense are you saying? if they're not blood-related siblings, then what are they? they look so similar! "
he didn't say anything, but he felt that the two siblings didn't look like each other. fu huan's personality and appearance were more like fu pei's. they had only met once, and he looked innocent and harmless. he was naturally different from the murderous fu qinyuan.
they look alike?
his grandfather must be really old and blind.
