Born of Different Mothers, Bound for Different Paths: The Heir’s Misplaced Love

Young Master Jiang Ying was elegant and aloof, with no interest in women. No one could have imagined he would fall in love with his wife's younger half-sister. Standing outside the study, Huang Meng saw with her own eyes her husband, as detached as a Buddha, lift his half-sister and set her on the desk. The younger sister asked him, “A Ying, after all these years, have you really never touched my dignified and virtuous older sister?” Jiang Ying's cool voice carried a hint of huskiness. “No. You should know I don't like her.” Those words, “I don't like her,” rang clear to Huang Meng, standing outside the study. ... At the flower-viewing banquet, the young noblewomen composed poems and traded verses.