He had exquisitely beautiful facial features. From the inside out, he exuded a rarely seen youthful aura, bringing with him a clean and fragile beauty.
He was like a porcelain doll that had been placed in the window, clear and moving, yet fragile to the touch.
However, as he said this, his voice was gentle and mild. The corners of his crimson lips were slightly pursed into a beautiful arc and he looked extremely obedient.
Especially when he said the word "sister", he was exceptionally obedient and docile.
The other guests were stunned. They had not expected him to say something like that.
"Sister?"
One of the male hosts was the first to react,
"You have a sister?"
He had never heard of her before.
When Lin Fengmian heard the voice, he raised his eyelids slightly. There was a serious look in his light brown eyes.
His jade-white, delicate chin as his reply was clear.
"Hmm."
Zhan Song laughed.
