Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Sister Smells So Good!

Gu Zi carried Lele to the second floor. Children have limited energy, and now that Lele had eaten and drunk her fill, she started to feel sleepy.

She gently placed Lele on the bed, which now had her light pink silk bedding and sheets. Luckily, such things were not expensive in this era, and the money she received from the Gu family was enough.

Gu Zi tiptoed downstairs, and as soon as she descended, she saw the two children tidying up the dining room.

When they noticed her coming down, they immediately stood up straight, looking stiff as if they had seen something terrifying.

Gu Zi glanced at them and said, "Lele is asleep now. Please be quieter."

With that, she walked towards the door.

Su Bing and Su Li remained stiff until Gu Zi left the yard. Only then did they relax slightly.

Su Li looked up at Su Bing and whispered, "Brother, should I follow her? We can't let her escape; otherwise, we won't have good food in the future."

Su Bing, with a disdainful look, glanced at Su Li and furrowed his brows. He said, "She's gone, that's good. It saves us from her poisoning you!"

Su Li was speechless.

The two brothers walked upstairs. They went to Gu Zi's room first.

Their father's ex-wife also lived alone in this room in the past.

Su Bing carefully pushed open the door, and suddenly, a pleasant fragrance wafted out from inside.

He was stunned and saw a vase of wildflowers on the windowsill. These were common wildflowers found on the roadside, but they looked particularly precious now. There were also books on the table and various colorful bottles and jars.

The once cold and uninviting room had completely changed, and Su Bing even thought he might be having an illusion.

He blinked, but everything in the room remained the same, looking beautiful.

The bedsheets were all light pink, and Su Le was sleeping soundly on the bed.

He quietly walked to the side of the bed. When Su Le was asleep, the corners of her mouth were still curled up, her hair was gently hanging down, and her small chest was heaving up and down.

Was this his sister?

His memory of his sister was of a messy-haired, dirty-faced child with grimy hands and feet. He cautiously touched his sister's face, and his whole body stiffened.

Was this his sister's face?

It was so soft and smooth. Why was it so comfortable? _{freēwēbnovel.com}