She's Not My Sister. She's My Fiancee.

The few people guarding Song Yaoyao heaved a sigh of relief.

They brought the man in with quick steps. "Miss, your family is here to pick you up!"

Song Yaoyao quickly turned her head.

When she met the man's indifferent eyes and his face that seemed to be covered in a layer of frost, she could not help but shrink her neck.

She said weakly, "Gege~"

The man was wearing a coat over his shoulders. He slowly rolled up his shirt and did not look at Song Yaoyao.

"Hi, I'm here to bail her out."

Song Yaoyao pouted and slowly moved over. "Gege..."

The corner of the man's lips slowly curved down as if he had just noticed her, and he looked at her indifferently for a moment.

"But before that, I want to see the criminal first."

"Uh... that..."