Third Bro, It’s Me

The corners of Lu Zihao's mouth made a faint curve upwards after hearing his sister's whisper. The movement was so miniscule that neither Iris nor Jin Liwei noticed it. Also, he wasn't facing them and the dim lighting in the room created more shadows in his spot, further obscuring his expression from the other two. Nobody could see the storm in his eyes that he was trying so hard to bury deep within himself.

Once he was able to regain full control of his expression, he set his unreadable gaze on Jin Liwei. "If it wasn't for our father, Evelinka would've been either kicked out of the family to fend for herself against our enemies, or in the worst-case scenario—"

"Your family would've 'sacrificed' her," Jin Liwei said through gritted teeth, filling in the blanks himself.

The siblings didn't reply but their silence was enough confirmation. He told them, "Your family is…was so fucked-up."

"Tell me something I don't know," Lu Zihao said.