When Zhao Longfei introduced the three people whose faces he could not make out as Zhao Fengjun, Chen Fenghe, and Lin Yaman, Shan En felt as though he was about to fall apart.
Shan En did not know Chen Fenghe; this was their first meeting. Although he knew Lin Yaman, they were not particularly close. Lin Yaman was the Zhao Brothers' benefactor, not his.
Meeting these two women was no big deal to Shan En.
But Zhao Fengjun was another matter entirely.
Shan En and Zhao Fengjun could not have been closer. Back then, he and the three Zhao siblings had been like family, and he and Zhao Fengjun had treated each other as brother and sister.
But to make it easier for Shan En to operate, Zhao Longteng and Zhao Longfei had falsely claimed he was dead. They had not told Zhao Fengjun the truth either.
When Zhao Fengjun had learned that Shan En had "died without even an intact body left behind," she had cried her heart out.
She had never expected to see Shan En back from the dead today.
Standing nearby, Zhao Fengjun seethed with resentment when she heard that the man before her was Shan En. "Shan En, we're as close as brother and sister. I've never hidden anything from you. But you teamed up with Zhao Longteng and Zhao Longfei to fool everyone and play dead for all these years, without even telling me!"
Shan En gave a couple of awkward laughs. "Younger Sister, don't blame me. I was just following Elder Brother and Second Brother's arrangements!"
"I know. You definitely weren't the one who came up with such a rotten idea. But you should at least have let me know! How did you become just as heartless as those two?"
Zhao Longfei muttered,