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The Two-Faced
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*Younger brother, younger brother, younger brother, younger brother; seemingly innocent but actually cunning, with a stubborn and unscrupulous nature.
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*Pseudo-brotherly romance, Shen Zhifei (top) x Song Lang (bottom)
"Your black underwear looks really sexy today. Just thinking about it with my eyes closed makes me hard."
This is the Nth anonymous harassing text message that Song Lang has received.
He couldn't take it anymore and dialed the number. The moment the call connected, he burst out cursing, "Whoever you are, don't let me find you, or you're dead!"
After a long pause, his mother's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you looking for a beating? Zhifei is your brother, how can you talk to him like that?"
Song Lang froze.
Shen Zhifei is a two-faced person, Song Lang thought, and he should have realized this from the first day they met as children.
Chapter 001
Song Lang was 9 years old when he first met Shen Zhifei.
He ran and skipped home from school, threw his schoolbag on the ground as soon as he entered the door, and rushed to the refrigerator to eat an ice pop.
Normally, his mother would scold him for behaving like this, but not that day. Instead, she kindly invited him to the living room.
Song Lang strolled over with an ice pop in his mouth and found his parents sitting on the sofa, his mother holding a little boy in her arms.
The little boy was a bit small, with fair skin, big eyes, and a cute hairstyle.
Even when his mother was holding him in her arms, he still stood up straight, looking a little uneasy.
"Whose little brat is this?" Song Lang walked over and gestured with one hand on the top of the child's head, which was only up to his own nose.
His mother glared at him and said, "You're just a little kid too."
Song Lang stuck out his tongue and made a face.
His father, Song Lifeng, called him over and pointed to the child, saying, "His name is Shen Zhifei. He is eight years old and will live with us from now on. He is part of our family."
Song Lang was taken aback. "What was it called again?"
His mother said, "Shen Zhifei
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