Ruan Yiqian’s mouth twitched uncontrollably a few times. He simply couldn’t associate the person before him with the adorable little sister from years past.
Seeing Liu Xiuxiu, Cheng Xining’s mood suddenly improved, and he said, "Brother Yiqian, could this really be our cousin?"
"Isn’t it easy to recognize your own sister?" He Nan also remarked lightly.
Ruan Yiqian’s mouth twitched again and he stated with certainty, "She’s not my sister. My sister doesn’t look ."
Turning to He Nan, he continued, "You know as well. She doesn’t look ."
When his sister went missing, He Nan had been old enough to remember and knew what his sister looked like.
Hearing this, the police hurriedly said, "Your sister was only two years old when she went missing. It’s been so long since then, her appearance must have changed. You shouldn’t make a judgment based solely on appearance. That’s not right."
After all, girls change a lot as they grow up. How could she still look the same as when she was two?
Liu’s mother also chimed in: "Don’t be fooled by how Xiuxiu looks now; she was very pretty when she was little."
Liu’s father added, "The countryside doesn’t have the best living conditions. If Xiuxiu changes her clothes and dresses up a bit, she’ll look very attractive."
Although disappointed by another fruitless effort, Ruan Yiqian remained calm, giving off the impression of someone unfazed even if the sky were falling. "I am certain, she is not my sister. No matter how much a person changes, their facial features won’t. My sister always had double eyelids and big eyes, cherry lips, and her nose was not as flat as hers," he said.
While speaking, he pointed at Shen Mianmian, "If my sister were all grown up, she should look similar to her."
The police officer, hearing Ruan Yiqian’s words, compared Liu Xiuxiu and Shen Mianmian, and indeed, there seemed to be a significant difference. Chapters fırst released on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖•𝗇𝗲𝘁
"Are you sure she’s not your sister? There’s a new DNA test now for verifying blood relations. Would you like to try it?"
"No need," Ruan Yiqian shook his head definitively, "I am certain she is not my sister."
Liu’s mother, slightly disappointed yet somewhat relieved, asked the police officer, "So after all this time, it was a mistake, huh? Then where are Xiuxiu’s real parents from?" Not having found Xiuxiu’s biological family meant that Xiuxiu was still her daughter.
In another two years, once Xiuxiu was married and had children, even if her real family was found, she wouldn’t leave their home.
"We need to continue our investigation," the police officer said, disheartened at not being able to help a child sold into trafficking find their way home after all this confusion.
The police officer shook his head helplessly.
Ruan Yiqian lingered in the police station a bit longer, bringing with him a childhood photo of his sister this time. Although more than a decade had passed, this photo was very well preserved.
Shen Mianmian glanced at the photo and smiled involuntarily, no wonder Ruan Yiqian was so sure Liu Xiuxiu wasn’t his sister—the little girl in the photo, though not yet fully grown, had large, adorable eyes. No matter how people change, big eyes don’t turn into slits.
It wasn’t just Ruan Yiqian who felt she wasn’t his sister—she too thought the difference was too great.
After leaving the police station, Ruan Yiqian sighed with resignation, "I didn’t expect to be disappointed again."
Cheng Xining remarked, "It’s a good thing we didn’t tell the family, otherwise, they would have been caught up in this false celebration."
Before, when she heard they might have found someone, she was a bit worried. But after seeing Liu Xiuxiu, she actually hoped that Liu Xiuxiu was her cousin because He Nan definitely wouldn’t fancy Liu Xiuxiu, so the marriage would still be hers.
Too bad for Liu Xiuxiu, she wasn’t so lucky.