Ji Yuanyuan's body stiffened. She did not expect Second Brother was not curious about his background at all.
He actually didn't want to know the truth at all. He only wanted to live his life now.
"When I donate my liver to Dad, Dad and I will be connected by blood in a certain sense. Aren't we a happy family of five now?" Ji Zi'ang seemed to have noticed Ji Yuanyuan's stiffness as he muttered.
Ji Yuanyuan's stiffness lasted only a moment, and she quickly understood Ji Zi'ang's thoughts.
If it were her today, she might have made the same choice as Second Brother.
She didn't want to know what had happened back then, nor did she want to know who her biological parents were.
She only wanted to maintain her current life. She was afraid of losing her current happiness.
"Alright." Ji Yuanyuan murmured.
Twenty-one years had passed. Second Brother had lived in this family for twenty-one years, and he had been Ji Zi'ang for twenty-one years.
