"What's the difference between this and a cute face?" Tong En said, feeling exasperated internally.
"Well… it's similar!" Yu Yenan looked at her with a bit of guilt and said, "Isn't it?"
"It's not," Tong En didn't give her another chance and quickly said, "My sister is Tong Ya!"
"Tong Ya!" Yu Yanan felt enlightenment. It was a pity she didn't guess right. She looked at Tong En in confusion, "But wait, you don't look much alike. Tong Ya doesn't have a cute face."
Tong En was speechless. She felt as if someone slapped her. She said dejectedly, "We looked similar when we were young but she grew up later, and I… didn't."
"My condolences!" Yu Yenan looked at Tong En and said with sympathy.
Tong En: …
What do you mean by my condolences?
Tong En suddenly felt like hitting someone. These two words were more lethal than anything else.