439 I Think Her Name Was An Qirou

"No, no, I'm just curious, alright?" Qiao Yaruan quickly cut her off.

Shui Anluo sat next to her bed and watched as her son slept brazenly on the bed. She rubbed her head as she replied, "I'm not too familiar with the situation in my beautiful brother's home. I'm just more familiar with him as a person."

"Aren't the elite families in 'A' City all in the same circle? Since you run in the same circle, don't you know each other well?" Qiao Yaruan seemed anxious.

"I don't know all of them, they're so much older than I am. I had played with friends of my own age, even elite families have differences in age, alright?" Shui Anluo rolled her eyes and said, "Besides, Beautiful Brother is much older than me. I remember that he had a younger sister who's two years younger than him. She's still much older than me too so I won't have played with them."

"Younger sister?" Qiao Yaruan caught onto one word and her body shivered again.