My Brother Is Kneeling Down, but My Sister Is Wild-Minded.

[Forced love | Age difference | Sense of immorality] [A good girl with a strong moral sense | A bad girl who can flirt with bad guys] The fiancé knelt down on one knee, and the guests in the hall toasted with blessings. Lu Siye stood at the front of the crowd, with a neat suit and a decent smile, until the moment the champagne tower was knocked over. He grabbed my wrist and put the bloody ring on my ring finger. "Sister." "It's done." The whole house was in an uproar. The fiancé rushed up to beat him, but was pushed to the ground by the bodyguard. Lu Siye didn't even look back. He just stroked my face intently, inch by inch: "You taught me for twenty years." "Teach me how to write, teach me how to be a good person, teach me how to be restrained." "But you didn't teach me how to watch you marry someone else." I raised my hand and slapped him. He didn't hide. Instead, he grabbed my hand and kissed my fingertips one by one: "Well played." "Hit it harder." "Let everyone see how their teacher Shen turned the children he raised into such crazy things." I struggled to get away, my nails scratching his cheek. As the blood flowed down, his smile became even deeper: "Shen Jingshu, do you know?" "People outside say you are dignified, they say you are gentle, and they say you are the most perfect teacher." "But only I know..." He suddenly came close to my ear and his voice was as soft as a lover's whisper. "Under the altar where they kneeled." "I'm hiding a sister who I've been dirtying for twenty years." I have chills all over He admired it with satisfaction and turned back to look at the crowd of guests. "The wedding continues." "The groom is just a different person."