After being reclaimed by my billionaire parents, I gained a naive and romantic younger sister. She would show me photos of her fiancé and invite me to the mall to pick out a birthday gift for him. She knew I used to be a photographer and begged me to be her wedding photographer. She would also be distressed because her fiancé had a three-year-old daughter. She thought of me again, hugging my arm and begging: "Sister, you've given birth before, teach me how to get along with children." But she led the child into the house, turned and went upstairs. I stood frozen in place, but the little girl hugged me. Looking up with her little face, tears in her eyes: "Mommy, you're back... Why didn't you come find me and Daddy?" Chapter 1 On my twenty-eighth birthday, I was cooking instant ramen in my rental apartment. A group of well-dressed people knocked on my door. The woman leading them reached out and gathered me into her arms. Emitting the scent of expensive perfume, tearfully said: "Child, I am Mom." At that time I thought, which short drama crew got the wrong set. But looking up, saw the middle-aged man standing behind her. Brain reacted for a moment. I've seen this person, in the newspaper, a quite famous entrepreneur. He also looked like he wanted to cry but couldn't. More exaggerated was behind him. A dressed up bright young girl, holding a tissue不知在眼尾沾什么 (dabbing something at the corner of her eye - maybe "wiping away nonexistent tears"?), sobbing: "Sister, you suffered, come home with us." I thought about it. Just lost my job, for the sake of that face that was on the newspaper, going with them is also okay. After a short rest. They took me from a small town in Ohio, to a paper drunk gold mesmerizing metropolis like New York City. Mr. Dad had the steady characteristic of old-school entrepreneurs, not speaking unless necessary. Ms. Mom was still imagining how much bitterness I ate these years, only tearing up not speaking. Only Miss Sister, twittering like a lively little sparrow. "Sister, you've never been to this city before right? Here has many rare goods you haven't seen or eaten..." I smiled: "Been here." Chapter 2 Tiffany's smile on her face stiffened: "Sister... when did you come ah?" I looked out the car window: "Years ago matter, was young then, dated a local boyfriend." "Then why broke up ne?" "Not suitable." "Didn't think about getting back together ma?" I turned my head, saw Tiffany's face full of concern, wanted to laugh a bit: "Breakup was quite ugly." Tiffany secretly breathed a sigh of relief, comforted me: "Good men are plenty, sister don't be sad for him." I smiled. Indeed nothing to be sad about. After all, the one let down, wasn't me. Mentioning this topic, Tiffany changed conversation direction, shyly said: "Sister, some time ago parents talked a partner for me, the only son of Sterling Pharmaceuticals." Saying, she took out her phone, clicked open a photo: "Parents both say he's young and promising, but I feel he... looks too handsome haha, always feel a bit unsteady, sister has experience right? Help me see, how is this person?" A distant voice carrying familiar words, emerged in my mind. [Audrey, what do you think of me? Can I... be your boyfriend?] The picture is blurry, I actually still remember. "Sister? What's wrong with you?" I returned to senses, moved eyes away from photo, pulled lips: "He... looks very good, steady, reliable." Tiffany smiled up: "Really ma? You all say good then definitely good! "Right sister, his name is Ethan Sterling." Ethan Sterling. I silently recited these two words once, lowered eyes and pulled lips. Hope he, doesn't hate the house and its crow. Chapter 3 Before sleeping at night, my mom knocked on my door. Simply talked a few sentences about that year's matter. "Audrey ah, that year's matter, Tiffany was also innocent, she after all was also watched growing up by me and your dad, look... just treat as added a sister, okay?" I hooked my lips: "Of course okay ah, sister is very cute." My mom's face softened, holding my hand said: "Tiffany was spoiled by us since childhood, personality a bit... willful, you bear more." I smiled and nodded: "Will do." Next day, I got my period didn't want to move. Tiffany face innocent brought period pain medicine, let me eat and accompany her shopping. Arrived at mall, she held my arm, worriedly said: "Sister, Ethan brother's birthday is coming soon, what do you say I send him good ne?" "He will like whatever you send." I casually said. Tiffany smiled charmingly, took me into a high luxury men's wear counter. Picked for half day picked a haze blue shirt, guide asked her what size to take, she was in trouble. Guide patiently said: "Then convenient to ask your husband's height and weight ma?" Tiffany seemed pleased by those three words, smiled: "His figure is very good, height about 6'1"... no... 6'2", aiya I'm not sure, anyway he's very tall!" Guide looked at Tiffany gesturing, smiled a bit awkwardly. "Take size L ba." I suddenly spoke. Tiffany looked towards me, bottom of eyes flashed a trace of displeasure. I pulled my lips: "I sold clothes before, didn't you show me his photo that day ma? His shoulders are relatively wide, should need to wear this size." Tiffany could smile happily again. "Original sister sold clothes before ne, really amazing." I was lazy to answer, smiled once count. Chapter 4 Tiffany still wanted to choose a tie. She also didn't want guide following, picked a few let me hold, she wanted to take a photo. "Sister, you say which one he will like ne? How about I buy all ba?" I narrowed eyes smiled once, hadn't started perfunctory, Tiffany's phone rang. Heard her suddenly soften voice, that side should be Ethan. "What's wrong, brother? Did you see the photo I sent ma?" That side paused: "I'm not much older than you, you call my name is fine." "Oh, okay ba," Tiffany a bit disappointed said, "People choosing tie for you ne, which one you like ya?" Ethan didn't answer but asked: "Who are you with?" "What's wrong?" "Who is the person cooperating with you to take photo?" Ethan asked again with serious tone. Tiffany looked back at me once, frowned whispered嘟囔 (mumbled): "It's... my sister ah." "Biological sister?" "En, parents just brought home two days ago." Phone that side silent for two seconds. Ethan tone recovered calm: "No need to buy tie for me, I still have things, hang up first." Tiffany hung up phone walked in front of me, pulled face complained: "Ethan is unhappy, not buying." I followed her gaze, looked at my own hands. Skinny bony, ordinary to cannot be more ordinary. I don't think anyone can recognize another person by relying on a pair of hands. But fact is. Because of these hands, Ethan got angry. Chapter 5 Stayed home for a few days, I couldn't stay idle, wanted to go out find something to do. Tiffany half-jokingly said: "Sister ah, how are you a toil life ne?" I fake smiled at her once, carrying camera bag went out. The day of SATs, parents who raised me locked me at home not letting me go take exam. In order to let me marry early. I smashed window escaped out, still missed one subject. Finally only went to an ordinary undergraduate college. University graduation, grandmother used her lifelong savings, bought me this camera. Said let me go fulfill dream. What dream can talk about, feed myself first then say. I carried this camera bearing hope, alone came to this city. Just started shooting portraits, whole day not crawling on ground, is editing pictures. Slowly, started taking some wedding following shots. Then later, was led by Jessica sister into commercial photography. First commercial shoot I took, was shooting profile photos for a company's senior executives. Big shots all particular about efficiency, very quickly shot finished. Just preparing to pack things, studio came in a young man in suits and leather shoes. He lightly hooked corner of lips nodded slightly to me, walked straight to shooting position. I momentarily didn't move, because he looked not like certain CEO, instead very like male star. But he was too calm and composed. Not like rubbing shoot (mooching a photoshoot). So I lifted camera again. Shot girl portraits too much, I looked at viewfinder, blurted out a sentence: "Baby head tilt left a bit." Finished saying only realized, standing before lens, is an 8-foot tall big man. I embarrassed, but pretended nothing happened. But just at the moment I pressed shutter, handsome guy lips corner raised a too obvious smile. This is no good. I spoke to remind again: "Ba... Sir, smile is okay." Shooting ended. I habitually flipped through photos. Thin soled leather shoes lightly stepping ground quietly approached. I looked up, crashed into a pair of deep smiling eyes. "My name is Ethan Sterling, can add your contact information ma?"
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