"Xuanxuan," Di Xiaxia didn't expect Di Jinxuan to say such harsh words.
She was a bit embarrassed by it.
However, Di Jinxuan, though young, was not a simple-minded girl.
How should one describe her feeling? If one must, then her character comprised elements common to Di Mingjue, Di Mingzhe, and Di Mingchen.
After all, they were siblings and thus shared similarities.
She knew clearly what she wanted.
"Xuanxuan," Di Xiaxia spoke again, her tone sincere, "perhaps Big Sister doesn't know how to explain it to make you feel relieved because I am not you; I can't fully understand or experience what you think or feel in your heart. But what I want to say is that we are sisters."
