Lou Yan didn't detect the sarcasm in his words, and angrily said, "Of course, she was my own sister!"
Lou Ming smirked, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, instead, they were filled with icy needles: "She was your own sister, yet you had the heart to let someone kill her."
Lou Yan's face turned ashen pale.
Her eyes widened in shock. What did he just say, had the heart to kill her... Lou Xian!
She blinked, as if in a daze.
When she looked into Lou Ming's eyes again, they were filled with tears, and combined with her naturally pitiable aura, she looked even more pitiful. Her voice was sweetly aggrieved, filled with confusion: "Brother, what are you saying?"
Lou Ming had always known that his younger sister wasn't as innocent as she appeared.
Seeing her composure now, he realized he'd really underestimated her before.
He grew even calmer, slowly asking again, "What do you think I meant by asking you this?"
Lou Yan shook her head, her face full of feigned ignorance.
