The girl's features bore a five or six points resemblance to Zhong Yi, and without saying, it was clear that this must be Zhong Yi's sister—Zhong Ling.
Ye Shuo hurriedly approached her: "You must be Zhong Ling, right?"
"Yes, I am Zhong Ling..." The girl looked at him with puzzlement: "And you are?"
"I am Ye Qingzhu's brother, Ye Shuo, fifteen years old this year, currently in junior high school grade three. How old are you this year?"
"Shuoshuo, the New Year hasn't arrived yet." Ye Qinghe reminded with a smile.
"My birthday is early in the year, it's the same whether the New Year has passed or not." Ye Shuo glared at the talkative Qinghe, and with a grin turned to look at Zhong Ling, "You have not answered my question yet."
"I am seventeen this year." Zhong Ling politely smiled at him, then looked towards everyone else, "Hello everyone, my name is Zhong Ling, I am Zhong Yi's sister."
