"How is that possible? You definitely weren't..." Mo Chenfeng said with shock.
"You are Jiuli," Mo Chenluo asked with a hint of tears in his eyes, his question carrying firm affirmation.
"Little Uncle," Mo Jiuli did not play coy, calling out directly, fully admitting her identity.
"So it really is you, Jiuli, are you okay?" On hearing this, Mo Chenluo stepped forward, yanking Mo Jiuli close and inspecting her thoroughly.
Mo Jiuli smiled and reassured: "Little Uncle, don't worry! I am fine, absolutely fine..."
"Jiuli, are you truly Jiuli? But Mo Jiuqi claimed that you..." Coming back to himself, Mo Chenfeng said uncertainly.
Three black lines streaked down Mo Chenluo's forehead at these words. His elder brother's intelligence was exasperatingly low. He even believed in Mo Jiuqi and her mother without question...