Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

"Because you care about your sister so much, junior brother. I think you practically want to keep them both in your mouth. I thought you wouldn't let them eat street food, which is unsafe and unclean." Kiana lowered her voice slightly, afraid that the stall owner would hear her.

"What do you take Rosalia and the others for? They were pampered canaries. They ate whatever was available in the orphanage. They weren't that fussy." Shen Liang picked up a sizzling piece of chicken breast, but before he could put it in his mouth, he felt Rosalia tug at his arm. The pink-haired little girl blinked at him and then indicated that she couldn't free her hands because she was warming his hands, so she needed her brother to feed her.

Shen Liang could only use his right hand; his left was being held by her. Nevertheless, he still picked up a piece of chicken breast and put it into Rosalia's mouth, then immediately picked up another piece and fed it to Lilia, who was about to protest his favoritism.

"I thought that even if you wanted to eat barbecue, you would go to one of those really luxurious restaurants that require reservations."

"It's not that I haven't been there before, but I'm hungry right now and too lazy to go that far."

Shen Liang simply wanted to eat oden after seeing it.

He didn't really differentiate between shops; luxurious and expensive ones and roadside stalls were pretty much the same to him, mainly depending on how far it was from downstairs.

Many people even have to adopt a stance when choosing a restaurant. Some believe that even if you have money, you should go to a cheap restaurant; going to a luxurious one makes you out of touch with the masses, a petty bourgeois, and someone who should be hanging from streetlights. Others believe that even if you don't have money, you should go to a luxury restaurant a few times in your life to experience a high-class lifestyle and to motivate yourself to work hard. They think that calling me vain and materialistic is just seizing the moral high ground.

Shen Liang felt that these people were living a very tiring life. They had to distinguish whose stance was more correct and whose perspective was more righteous, who was leaning to the left and who was leaning to the right, just for a meal. Was this sending some kind of signal?

Can't I just like to eat?

Before the oden was even served, a group of young women with elaborate makeup ran out of a nearby building. They wore 10-centimeter stilettos and high-slit dresses, and were all of above-average looks and figures. They wore thick down jackets over their dresses and shivered as they approached the oden stall to ask for something to warm up.

Immediately afterwards, a girl noticed Shen Liang's table. First, she saw Kiana, a Nordic beauty with dazzling long white hair, and her eyes showed envy. Then, her gaze swept over the two little girls and landed on Shen Liang.

"Wow, so cute~" The girl exaggeratedly covered her mouth, ran over in her high heels, and ignored Kiana's displeased expression as she approached Shen Liang. "Hey, hey, hey, you're so handsome and amazing, are you here to eat too?"

A strong, cheap perfume smell filled the air, and Shen Liang covered her nose.

Chapter 90 Footed socks are the best!

"Hey, what are you doing!" Kiana slammed her hand on the table in displeasure. "Don't be so affectionate with other people out of the blue! Didn't you see my junior brother was knocked out by your stench?!"

After spending a year with Shen Liang, even someone as simple-minded as a white fluffy ball of a dog has developed a slightly sharp tongue.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, are you this young man's girlfriend?" The woman in perfume clasped her hands together and apologized repeatedly.

"Ah, this...no."

"Why are you talking so loudly, you jerk?" The woman with the perfume squinted her eyes dismissively, then looked at Shen Liang, her expression turning seductive. "Little brother, how old are you? Are you in high school now? Did your mom want you to grow your hair long? So cute, can I touch it..."

"No."

The woman holding the perfume abruptly stopped her hand. She still had some politeness, but then she saw the stall owner, an older man, carrying a bowl of oden. The stall owner was a plump middle-aged man who couldn't help but glance at her long, white legs beneath her dress as he served the food. She immediately showed disgust and quickly wrapped her down jacket tighter around herself. This action made the stall owner blush with shame, hurriedly apologize, and flee back to his cart.

“Kuz!” the perfumed woman muttered under her breath. This Japanese word means “good-for-nothing,” and it’s considered a pretty serious insult in Japan.

Then she turned her attention back to Shen Liang, pulling the low-cut neckline of his dress up a little more. She had worked at this hotel for almost a year and could spot designer clothes at a glance. A handsome young man like Shen Liang, with two little girls by his side, looked like a wealthy young master out shopping on a regular basis.

Moreover, being young means being inexperienced and easy to approach.

"How about I treat you to this dish? Just tell me your name~" The perfumed woman continued her offensive.

Shen Liang glanced at Rosalia beside him. Rosalia had actually obediently given up her seat to this woman she didn't know! Shen Liang knew that the two of them had always hoped that he would meet more women or even have more girlfriends, but they... Shen Liang sighed.

Then a new woman arrived. She had also noticed Shen Liang long ago. Faced with such a cute, handsome, and obviously rich boy, women always try to compete in charm.

"Hey bro, can I have your LINE ID? You can invite me out to play sometime. We can go wherever we want, and do whatever we want, it's all up to you. Look at you, all the girls around your age are pretty much the same as you, it's not very interesting, is it?"

"Please get out of my sight, everyone," Shen Liang said calmly, putting down her chopsticks. "Stay away from me; I'm allergic to non-virgins."

"You!" The two women were furious at the sight of such a chauvinistic guy, and were about to curse him out on the spot. However, a crowd had already gathered around, including their colleagues, so they could only stomp their feet angrily and leave. "What a damn chauvinist!"

Kiana stared at Shen Liang, speechless.

"You..." Kiana felt a very strange sensation, and asked with a mixture of belief and doubt, "Are you really... allergic?"

"What are you talking about?" Shen Liang rolled her eyes at her. "I was just politely telling them to get lost."

Is this polite?

"That's true, I've been through this kind of thing a lot." Kiana calmed down and thought about it. "I often face annoying attempts to chat up people, show off, and ask for my contact information. It's ridiculous! I'm a sucker for good looks, and I have very high standards for my partner's appearance!"

Honestly, Shen Liang doesn't need this kind of romantic encounter at all. He's far better than most women in every way. This blatant attempt to seduce him is nothing more than a shallow, foolish, and ugly woman trying to create her own romantic encounter.

They even coveted his money.

"But the main reason is that I hate this kind of person. They are clearly almost sex workers, but they still act like they are pure and innocent." Shen Liang said lightly, "The hotel next door often hosts various high-end banquets and receptions, and each time they need a lot of escort models or actresses to act as a facade."

"You mean they're the kind of...?" Kiana realized that the escorts Shen Liang was talking about were the group of people they had just encountered.

“Actually, I don’t really discriminate against escorts. Exchanging one’s body for capital can be considered a transaction to some extent. But these women, on the one hand, practically strip naked in hotels to let the rich passersby take a second look, and on the other hand, they can’t even get a proper meal and can only come out to eat some oden, yet they’re still afraid of being seen showing even a little bit of flesh.” Shen Liang smiled almost imperceptibly. “It’s like if an ordinary poor person saw a piece of flesh, it would be like a celestial being getting dirty. The disgust they feel…”

Kiana was stunned; she had never noticed so much before.

"There's a saying in China that's very apt: 'To be a prostitute and still want to erect a memorial archway.'" Shen Liang sneered.

Because he said it in Japanese, and very loudly, even the stall owner laughed. The group of escort models, embarrassed, knew he was mocking them, quickly paid, and slunk into the hotel, cursing and swearing.

"How's your gunfight training going?" Kiana asked.

That year, he followed Kiana to learn "Kaslana Gunfighting," a martial art that Shen Liang felt was impossible to learn without breaking several bones. However, relying on Hua Haiyue's unreasonable healing power, he forced his body to train beyond its limits, and now his flexibility is almost two-thirds that of Kiana. When he lifts his clothes, you can see his fair but healthy abdominal muscles.

Now he can aim at a target within 100 meters (of a crab) in just one second, and he can even handle the recoil from firing two Desert Eagles at the same time. He can even lift Rosalia with one hand and Lilia with the other.

The only pity is that his height still hasn't broken 1.6 meters. His height stagnated at the awkward number of 159 this year. Fortunately, the Arlene sisters didn't grow taller either, so his dignity as the older brother didn't fall.

"I can't compare to you, but I have no problem with self-defense." Shen Liang was lying. He hadn't encountered a single opportunity to fire a gun during the entire year he was on Haiqi Island. There was no war on Haiqi Island now, and it was very safe.

"With so many abilities and bloodlines in the God Space, you chose healing. Sigh, you don't understand the principle that the more afraid you are of dying, the more likely you are to die. You have no combat power and can only heal yourself, so you're just a chicken!" Kiana seemed to understand something on her own again. "But the God Space might really need healers. Other teams probably won't kill someone like you. Keeping you around would be more useful... Hmm."

Shen Liang guessed that she was watching "Infinite Terror".

Just as they were chatting enthusiastically and were about to order a second pot of oden, a long, narrow, silver-gray sports car suddenly stopped beside them.

Shen Liang wasn't familiar with car brands, but that didn't stop him from knowing that all cars with cool designs and low chassis were expensive. Moreover, the sports car's sudden stop kicked up a lot of dust, ruining the leftover radishes in the pot.

Then, the car door opened, and a slender leg stepped out gracefully. She was wearing a delicate high-heeled sandal and white over-the-knee socks—such a light and breezy outfit despite the cold March weather.

Her long, flowing white hair cascaded down to her delicate ankles, even more extravagant than Kiana's. Shen Liang's gaze traveled up her beautiful legs, past the lace stockings and dazzling white dress, until he reached her face, at which point his pupils contracted.

Chapter Ninety-One: The Silly Miss Sirin

Because this girl who got off the Koenigsegg... looks almost exactly like Kiana.

"It seems you're even more destitute here than I imagined, my foolish and pitiful sister. Is this the freedom you yearn for?" The white-haired girl spoke, her tone carrying a distinct arrogance. But... given her looks and presence, this arrogance didn't seem offensive at all; it even seemed perfectly justified.

"Sister?" Shen Liang looked back and forth between the girl and Kiana. She was actually Kiana's older sister? But she and Kiana were almost identical. Apart from their personalities, the only differences between them were her longer hair and her golden eyes.

These are truly identical. If twins like Rosalia and Lilia are just both cute and you can see some differences after spending time with them, then if this girl and Kiana are dressed the same, only God could tell them apart!

“My sister is different from me. She’s lived in the Schariac family since birth. She’s exactly the kind of rich heiress you’re looking for.” Kiana pouted, as if she didn’t like her sister at all. “Cirin Schariac is two years older than me. She’s just a little mentally challenged and has a serious case of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).”

Is there something wrong with your brain?

Before Shen Liang could verify, Xilin walked directly to her side, frowned and sized him up for a while, then sneered, took off her elegant lady's gloves, and offered him her soft, jade-like hand, saying arrogantly, "Human, are you the object of my sister's infatuation? I grant you the right to believe in me."

Kiana covered her forehead, "That's why I couldn't stand the Shaniat family being ruled by people like that, and that's why I had to break away and become independent..."

Shen Liang was completely confused. Looking at the right hand that Xilin was offering him, he couldn't understand its meaning at all.

“Unwilling?” Celine’s expression turned cold, but then she seemed to remember something and her expression returned to normal. She suddenly realized, “Oh, you’re not satisfied with just kissing my hand? Okay, although I’ve never tried it, it shouldn’t be too difficult. Then kiss the back of my foot to make your vow.”

As she spoke, she was about to lift her toes and touch Shen Liang's body when the secretaries from the two cars next to her couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly stopped her shameless behavior.

Shen Liang finally understood what she was trying to say, and was speechless for a moment.

—Is this the legendary eldest daughter of the Shaniat family? She definitely has some mental issues.

"Sis, you've chased me all the way here? Don't you need to worry about the family anymore? You're so free?" Kiana crossed her arms and said indifferently, "Shouldn't you be happy that I came to Japan? I'll inherit the Kaslana line, and you'll inherit the Shaniat line. I won't fight you for the inheritance, and I don't want anything from Shaniat. Why do you care about me?"

“Foolish sister, you think too highly of yourself. Even if you stay in the Shaniat family, so what? With your intelligence and methods, what right do you have to compete with me?” Sirin arrogantly curled her little nose. “I have never taken you seriously, and your life or death is none of my concern. It’s just that that old woman was afraid you would starve to death in Japan, so she forced me to come and give you some relief money… After all, if you really starved to death, people would think that my Shaniat family was bullying our own people.”

Shen Liang looked around; it seemed like this was a classic scene from a wealthy family drama. This young lady named Xilin was probably the villain; look at her lines—they were practically something she'd learned on the spot from TVB.

One character is the arrogant and mean eldest sister of a wealthy heiress, scheming for the family fortune and humiliating her younger sister—a definite second female lead. The other is an innocent and naive girl who doesn't want to get involved in any of the family feuds. Under her sister's relentless pressure, she keeps retreating until she's rescued by the male lead. She then strives to overcome her sister's obstacles, restores the Shaniat family's glory, and lives happily ever after with the male lead.

Rosalia and Lilia actually quite enjoy this kind of clichéd plot.

But Kiana, upon hearing Sirin's harsh words, wasn't angry at all. Instead, she stared at her sister suspiciously. "How could Mom, with that screw loose in her head, remember that I needed money? Giving me welfare... I even doubt if she remembers she has a daughter in this world? I don't believe it!"

Celine was slightly embarrassed and looked away. "You can't say that. That old woman still cares about you quite a bit."

"Really?" Kiana asked skeptically. "You really were sent by her? Look me in the eye and say that again?"

"Shut up, human! Are you doubting me?! Would I, the Queen of the Sky, deceive a mere human like you?" Sirin retorted angrily, "I don't want to discuss these matters with you anymore! Where do you live? Take me there and let me give you a good dressing down!"

After she finished speaking, she angrily got into the car.

"Calling me 'human' all the time...isn't that just panicking?" Kiana pouted, and seeing Shen Liang's curious gaze, she patiently explained, "Sirin usually doesn't use 'human' to refer to me and Mom. Although she's a bit of a chuunibyou, she's still somewhat polite. If she uses that term, it means she's incoherent and trying to cover something up."

What are you trying to hide?

"Trying to cover it up..." Kiana suddenly laughed, "How should I know, you idiot Sirin."

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When we returned from the howling wind on the street, the moment we opened the door, we were greeted by the warm air from the indoor ventilation system, and everyone shivered comfortably.

"This is where you live? It's so cramped and cramped." Celine's words were anything but pleasant. Without even changing her slippers, she walked straight into the living room, looking around arrogantly. "The only good thing is the cleanliness... Wait, what's that?"

Rosalia whizzed past on a robotic vacuum cleaner, a heavy-duty robot specially customized by Shen Liang, so that even Rosalia's weight did not hinder its cleaning.

The Arlene sisters love playing with robot vacuums. They sit on the robot with the remote control, battling each other while also using sofa cushions for a lively and exciting fight.

Although Shen Liang had considered buying them a robot car toy, the two sisters said that they were big kids and couldn't play with such childish things. They said that a robot vacuum cleaner is for cleaning and is a useful household appliance, so it's not childish. It can only be considered "satisfying children's fun" and "making the most of what you have".