Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

"Alright, let's have a drink to celebrate your promotion at All-Telecom?"

Feng Shayan picked up the wine bottle, seemingly about to clink glasses with Zhou Fengliu.

"I wouldn't call it a steady rise in rank; I'm just after money."

Zhou Fengliu, the lay Buddhist, clinked his wine bottle against Feng Shayan's, then gulped down another large mouthful.

She is the daughter of a powerful and influential family, and her father is Feng Zhenghao, one of the Ten Elders.

The person in charge of the company, who was well-connected in South China, was known by everyone as the "God of Fighting".

He was a well-known figure in the world of supernatural beings, yet he sat on a plastic chair without any airs.

The two enjoyed a brief moment of tranquility in the evening breeze and amidst the noise, while time slowly passed as they boasted to each other.

...

As night deepens, the scene shifts, and Feng Xingtong, who came to Guangzhou with Feng Shayan, is now sitting on the sofa, waiting for good news from his older sister.

He had just sent several messages to Feng Shayan, but she hadn't replied or answered his calls, which made him feel that something big might happen tonight.

Who knows...

Does that mean my brother-in-law has become my real brother-in-law?

In that case... he would be even closer to Zhou Fengliu through marriage.

Thinking of this, Feng Xingtong's expression became slightly excited, and he glanced at the time on his phone again.

He probably won't be back by now.

Looking at this whole rental dispute, he said that Feng Shayan had the rhythm completely under her control.

His older sister used the excuse of renting a house to make arrangements in South China in advance, and then sent the house over a thousand miles away... How could Zhou Fengliu not be moved by such affection?

They're so touched, it's only fair to treat them to a meal, right?

I've already eaten...

Drinking alcohol is perfectly reasonable, isn't it?

If his older sister then pretends to be drunk and tries to pull him along, their relationship... will definitely take a big step forward, right?

Old ginger is spicier, and white-haired sister is stronger.

After Feng Xingtong's wild speculation, he was already convinced that his older sister was almost certain to win over Zhou Fengliu.

Just as he was lost in his daydreams, a knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.

"?"

Upon hearing the sound, Feng Xingtong looked towards the door.

No way?

Could it be my older sister?

If it really is my older sister, then what was the point of my imagination just now?

Am I just being idle and bored?

Feng Xingtong stood up and prepared to open the door.

Before he got up, he had already imagined that Feng Shayan was standing outside the door, but when he actually opened the door, the scene in his mind was reversed once again.

"Huh? Brother-in-law? Sister?"

Yes.

That's right.

Standing outside the door were his older sister, Feng Shayan, and Zhou Fengliu.

What kind of plot is this?

You brought it home?

then what do I do?

Feng Xingtong was shocked by her older sister's actions.

They've acquired so many houses in South China, why do they insist on bringing back this one that's where he lives?

what's going on?

Could it be that my older sister tricked Zhou Fengliu into coming upstairs under the pretense of "My cat can do backflips, do you want to come up and see?"

The cat that did the backflip is gone.

There was one Feng Xingtong who did a backflip after the meeting.

...

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Feng Shayan glared at Feng Xingtong, then turned to Zhou Fengliu and said, "Come in and sit down?"

"I won't sit down anymore."

Zhou Fengliu shook his head, then turned his gaze to Feng Xingtong:

"Well, you're here too. I was wondering why the landlord's voice sounded so familiar on the phone this evening. Turns out it was you."

"What did you call me just now?"

Hearing Feng Xingtong's voice, Zhou Fengliu suddenly remembered whose voice the homeowner had spoken to that evening...

"Hehe...Big brother, I was just trying to give you a surprise, wasn't I?" Feng Xingtong smiled awkwardly after being exposed by Zhou Fengliu.

"What surprise?"

"Huh?" Feng Xingtong was slightly taken aback by Zhou Fengliu's question.

“Translate this, what is a surprise…” Zhou Fengliu said.

"surprise..."

Feng Xingtong glanced at her older sister, then swallowed hard and began to explain:

"The surprise is... my older sister brought me all the way to South China to help my older brother rent a house?"

"This is a pleasant surprise."

Seeing that Feng Xingtong seemed frightened, Zhou Fengliu patted Feng Xingtong's shoulder meaningfully:

"If you call someone that again, you won't get any more juice. I appreciate your sister's kindness, but please take good care of your sister."

"I'm leaving now, Swallow. Let's meet again another time."

Zhou Fengliu greeted Feng Shayan again before leaving.

"Brother, take care."

After watching Zhou Fengliu leave, Feng Xingtong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

How could he have let that slip? That's so careless... we almost didn't get any good juice.

...

After the door closed, Feng Xingtong couldn't resist her curiosity and looked at Feng Shayan, asking:

"Sis, what's going on?"

"It's nothing... I rented the house to him, then we had dinner together, drank some wine, and he brought me back. It's that simple."

Feng Shayan poured herself a glass of water while answering Feng Xingtong's question.

"..."

Hearing Feng Shayan's reply, Feng Xingtong didn't know what to say.

He guessed the beginning of the story, but he couldn't guess the ending...

You've already eaten and drunk your fill, and they were even offering to take you home, but you're asking them to bring you here to their house where they are?

to be frank.

Feng Xingtong couldn't quite figure out his older sister's thought process.

Why not go to an empty house, and then, fueled by alcohol, unleash your ultimate move?

"Sis... could you tell me more about what happened after you met your husband tonight?"

Feng Xingtong felt that this matter was definitely not as simple as Feng Shayan described, and he wanted to get the inside scoop.

"Isn't that all there is to it? What else do you want to know?"

Seeing Feng Xingtong's curiosity, Feng Shayan recounted what had happened after meeting Zhou Fengliu.

After listening to his older sister's story, Feng Xingtong analyzed why Zhou Fengliu had not yet become his brother-in-law.

"Sis... what can I say to you? You're always in a rush when things aren't urgent, and then you mess things up when you should be pushing hard..."

"I gave you a chance and you didn't use it!"

Feng Xingtong was speechless.

His older sister had a perfectly good hand, but she deliberately broke it up and played it poorly, making what should have been a great hand look messy and ineffective.

"What do you know, you're just a kid?" Feng Shayan glanced at Feng Xingtong.