Na'er Threw Herself at Lin An and Called Him Brother, While Tang Wuling Froze in Place: I'm Your Brother

The smile on Tang Wuling's face instantly froze, as if she had been punched in the chest.

"I... I'm your brother."

Na'er: "?"

She frowned and looked Tang Wuling over again from head to toe, even less convinced than before.

The brother in her memories had clearly had short blue hair. His clothes had usually been nothing special, and he had looked simple and clueless, unable to dress himself, even a little uncouth.

But the person before her had long golden hair, aqua-blue eyes, fair skin, and a slender waist.

Her outfit also leaned toward the mature, elegant big-sister type, with two silver-white crystal earrings hanging from her ears.

No matter how she looked at her, she was an exceptionally beautiful older sister.

Na'er instinctively took out her communicator and reread the message Lin An had sent her earlier.

Her brother had indeed changed a lot. He had dyed his hair and become prettier, so she might not recognize him at first glance.

Even after reading it, Na'er still did not believe it.

A big change was still a big change, but her brother was her brother. How could she possibly fail to recognize him?

She raised her head and began searching through the crowd again.

Then, her gaze slowly settled.

Beside a pillar stood a handsome youth with yellow hair and red eyes, his hands tucked into his pockets and his stance especially arrogant as he watched this way with a wary expression.

Na'er's eyes immediately lit up.

At the same time, Lin An's heart skipped a beat.

Wait, why were you looking at me?

Don't come over.

Your brother's over there. That blonde big sister over there—look at her.

Na'er had already started walking. One step, two steps, faster and faster.

Alarm bells rang wildly in Lin An's