A beautifully crafted dress, in soft pink, was clearly infant clothing, packed in a box. She chuckled, "Definitely my brother."
Inside, there was also a note: "A gift for 'Sister'."
The handwriting on the note was completely different from that on the courier box, and it was a handwriting she knew very well.
In the Luo Family, there was only one person she could refer to as "my brother" — Luo Shufan.
"Just like what you were thinking, you two really are siblings," Qin Nuan commented, somewhat emotional. Looking at their sibling bond and then at her relationship with her two brothers, whose thoughts were completely different, she couldn't help but feel envious.
Qin Wen, however, seeing his sister's expression, thought differently. He glanced at the dress in Luo Qianqian's hands, raised his eyebrows, and secretly noted the color and style.
