Yan Lingzhen was extremely anxious on the inside.
It was like being in class, called by the teacher to solve a problem on the blackboard, a problem she was unsure about.
She frantically repeated in her mind, don't call me, don't call me, please...
The next second.
"Yan Lingzhen." Her sister's beautiful voice came through.
Yan Lingzhen walked forward as if resigned to her fate, "Present!"
"Speak," Yan Wanqing said slowly.
Yan Lingzhen: "???" Really, sister? I'm your own sibling. If you are going to quiz me, at least give me a clue. What am I supposed to say with just these dry two words?
Yan Lingzhen racked her brain, nervously swallowed her saliva, feeling more tormented than taking a college entrance exam, her heart almost leaping out of her throat.
"Say... say what?" With no other choice, Yan Xiaoliu closed her eyes and, resigning to her fate, directly asked.
Yan Wanqing saw her look and wanted to laugh, yet she maintained an indifferent expression on her face.
