East Sichuan City

In the pavilion in the back garden of the Ou residence.

There were three bottles of wine and two wine glasses on the stone table. Ou Chuanshan sat at the table, and sitting opposite him was Ou Yuhua's husband Sikong Ming.

Sikong Ming was a gentle man and a traditional nobleman, who received the most traditional education since childhood.

Ou Chuanshan said nothing, but just filled the glass with wine and drank it contentedly. Sikong Ming felt that Ou Chuanshan was worried. Although Ou Chuanshan had a good alcohol tolerance, he rarely drank like this.

"Brother, are you in a bad mood?" Sikong Ming also took a sip of wine.

"A Ming, do you know what day it is today?" Ou Chuanshan drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, his eyes were already red.

Sikong Ming sighed. He was a careful man. He was not as nervous as Ou Yuhua and forgot everything.

"Brother, of course I remember, but it's been so many years. Don't think about it. If my sister knew, she would definitely not want you to be like this." Sikong Ming comforted.

When Ou Chuanshan asked what day it was today, Sikong Ming knew why Ou Chuanshan was in a bad mood.

"It's been so many years since Xue'er passed away. Time flies so fast..." Ou Chuanshan couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, it's been so many years, my sister's child should be..." Sikong Ming calculated, "twenty-six years old this year, the same age as Xiaohan."

"Don't mention that child, that's from the Chu family, and has nothing to do with our Ou family!" When the Chu family was mentioned, Ou Chuanshan's expression immediately became fierce.

"Brother, what does it have to do with the child? Don't attribute hatred to the child."

"Isn't it? If it wasn't for the continuation of the Chu family, would Xue'er have died?!" Ou Chuanshan roared.

Sikong Ming didn't refute it again. He knew that Ou Chuanshan was a stubborn person. He was in a bad mood, and it was not convenient to argue with him.

"A Ming, do you know? In fact, I have always buried a secret in my heart." Ou Chuanshan put his hand on Sikong Ming's shoulder.

"Brother, just say what you want to say."

"Actually, Xue'er is not my biological daughter. She is the daughter of a close friend of my father. At that time, their family suffered revenge from their enemies and all the family members died unexpectedly. Xue'er's mother died just three days after she was born. When my father rushed to their house, he heard Xue'er crying and saved her life."

Ou Chuanshan sighed, took a sip of wine, and continued, "Xiaoyu was just born at that time, so they told others that their mother had given birth to twins."

Sikong Ming took a breath, "No wonder my sister and Xiaoyu don't look alike at all. Their appearance and temperament are very different."

"This is a secret, don't tell Xiaoyu!" Ou Chuanshan scolded.

"Okay, I know, if she knows, the whole world will know." Sikong Ming knows the limit.

"Besides my father and mother, I'm the only one who knows about this. But everyone has treated Xue'er as a member of the Ou family since she was young, and never treated her as an outsider." Ou Chuanshan always felt that Ou Xuehua was a pitiful person when he thought of her.

It would have been fine if she had lost her family since she was young, but when she grew up, she fell in love with a man who didn't love her, and finally lost her life.

"Brother, the past is the past, don't mention it again." Sikong Ming understood Ou Chuanshan's feelings for his sister.

Ou Chuanshan's parents died early, and as the eldest brother, he watched his two sisters grow up and held them in his hands since they were young.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. Today is Xue'er's death anniversary. Let's have a few drinks!" Ou Chuanshan tried to cheer up, filled the glass with wine, and drank with Sikong Ming.