Mike, of course, ignored his sister's words. He knew what kind of person she was. She was competitive and never lost. As long as it was what she wanted, she would try her best to get it.

　　But as for her love for JiMingshao, Mike couldn't let it go on. Love was not like anything else. If there was only one person who was devoted to it, all her feelings would only be imprisoned in the prison, which was not good for QiYian and JiMingshao.

　　Mike calmed himself down. He stretched out his hands and pulled QiYian out of the quilt. He wanted QiYian to look at him. He wanted...