Chapter 117 My Sister

What kind of relationship can there be between a sixteen-year-old girl and a twenty-year-old young man besides blood relationship?

The people present had already known the answer to this question. Most of the noble sons of the upper class had women before they reached adulthood.

Not to mention the president of a group like An Shijue, who had at least half a dozen women around him.

Cheng Anyue felt unprecedented embarrassment, because she felt that tying herself to An Shijue was a blasphemy to him.

She was just an ordinary girl, and there was a world of difference between her and him. If she was a maid, he would be a high god.

Even if a man likes a woman one day, he must be the most unique in the world.

At this time, she didn't know that a man didn't need to like a woman to have a relationship with her, especially a rich man.

Cheng Anyue didn't know where the courage came from. She suddenly looked up at Chen Rong and said defensively, "The young master and I are not that kind of relationship."

"Then what is your relationship?" Chen Rong asked back, looking at her with a smile, "It's not that he picked you up from the roadside out of kindness."

"We..." Cheng Anyue was speechless. In fact, the truth was similar to this, but it was too unconvincing.

"Shijue!" Old Master An said in a deep voice, "Don't embarrass yourself in the end."

"I don't feel embarrassed." An Shijue suddenly stood up and turned to walk towards Cheng Anyue.

He walked in front of her and looked at the nervous and uneasy look of the little girl. He suddenly stretched out his hand and put his big palm on her head, saying lightly, "Are they more terrible than me?"

Cheng Anyue looked at the man in front of her who was a head taller than her. His eyebrows were as cold as always, and even the hand on her head was cold.

But for some reason, at this moment, she didn't seem so scared.

She shook her head, "No."

An Shijue's pupils tightened slightly and he glanced at her. This answer was really honest.

"Then don't be afraid." He said lightly.

Cheng Anyue looked at his handsome face, as if bewitched, and nodded, "Yeah."

Although he was not easy to get close to, she felt an unprecedented sense of security from him at this moment.

It seemed that as long as he was there, there was no problem in the world that could not be solved.

Suddenly, she heard the man's cold words, "Since you are all here, then I will formally introduce her. She is my sister, An Yue."

Cheng Anyue was stunned for a moment, raised her head and looked at the man's profile. What did he mean by this...

Not only her, but the rest of the An family did not understand the meaning of An Shijue's words at first.

"Shijue, what are you talking about?" Chen Rong's eyes moved between An Shijue and Cheng Anyue.

"What sister, Shijue, you don't want to..." An Chongyang didn't say the rest of the words, but everyone present understood what he meant.

Of course, their expressions were full of surprise.

After all, it was a bit strange for An Shijue to adopt a sister, and she was a little girl with no background at all.

"Shijue, you are not without a sister. Suhua is your real cousin. What's the point of adopting a sister?" Chen Rong said.

Cheng Anyue was also a little surprised at this moment. Why would he want to adopt her as a sister?

However, what she didn't expect was what An Shijue said next.

"Not a sister." An Shijue said calmly, "From today on, her surname is An, and she is my sister, An Shijue."