Ling Yunshu glanced at the documents on the table, picked them up, flipped through them, then smiled satisfactorily. She looked up, her eyes gentle, her voice soft, "Xiao Chen, thank you."
Xiao Chen's dark eyes slightly squinted, his expression serious. He looked at Ling Yunshu's smile, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and after being silent for a while, he finally spoke, "Yun Shu, are you really sure you want to do this? After all, she is your sister."
"Sister?"
