Mr. Yan, wake up! Your wife isn't a delicate little flower.

At the top of the stairs, Cheng Xihe, dressed casually, leaned lazily against the handrail, looking down at Qin Shengxia.

elder sister!

Qin Shengxia, head bowed, was stunned. She looked up at Cheng Xihe in disbelief.

"You, why are you back?"

Even though we hadn't seen each other for many years, that familiar feeling still came back.

The feeling of being enveloped.

Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow: "This is also considered my home, is there a problem with coming back?"

"No," Qin Shengxia said, her eyes filled with confusion, "You didn't come back for no reason. Did Father send you back?"

"You haven't answered my question yet." Cheng Xihe crossed his arms and looked at her sideways.

Qin Shengxia in front of me was wearing an ordinary T-shirt and pants.

Her bangs were so thick they almost covered her eyes, and her hair was tied up like a messy broom.

This disheveled appearance doesn't suggest she's been well taken care of at home; it's more like she's been subjected to harsh "attention."

"say!"

Qin Shengxia remained silent until Cheng Xihe called her again, at which point she pursed her lips and said, "No, no... I was just helping to carry things."

"What, the Qin family can't even afford a maid? You have to do this kind of thing yourself?" Cheng Xihe's eyes darkened, and his tone revealed obvious displeasure.

Judging from Xiaxia's cautious appearance, she must have suffered a lot of grievances at home.

She frowned slightly: "Put the things down."

"No, no... If this gets dirty, I'll be..."

Qin Shengxia's voice grew softer and softer, her small face filled with fear.

"Leave it to the maid."

Xihe spoke in a harsh tone, her face grim.

"But Sister Susu said... that I'm meticulous, so I should wash this..."

Qin Shengxia kept her head down, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible, and she never dared to look up at him.

This timid and submissive manner doesn't resemble that of a young lady at all!

Cheng Xihe stopped wasting words, snatched the things from her hands and threw them on the ground, then beckoned to the maid not far away: "You, what's your name? Take your things away!"

"Second, Second Miss!"

The maid quickly trotted over and whispered, "Just call me Xiao Xie."

Without saying a word, she picked up the things on the ground.

"elder sister."

Qin Shengxia called out softly, her eyes behind her black-rimmed glasses glistening with moisture, like a cute little deer.

"Come up."

"Um!"

Qin Shengxia followed Cheng Xihe back to the room door, where she heard her say:

"Go wash up first, I'll take care of things here."

"Okay, sister." Qin Shengxia nodded and went back to her room.

As soon as the door closed, Cheng Xihe turned around and saw Xiao Xie still following behind her.

"What's up?"

Xiao Xie looked hesitant and dared not step forward.

Everyone in the Qin family knows that cleaning the eldest young lady's dance costumes and shoes has always been the "duty" of the third young lady, Qin Shengxia.

Even her husband and wife acquiesced.

Now that the second young lady has just returned, she's about to break the rules with just one sentence. As a servant, she doesn't dare offend anyone!

Seeing that Xiao Xie remained silent, Cheng Xihe understood what she was thinking.

"Just take it and wash it. If anyone's unhappy, come find me."

Xiao Xie looked up: "Second Miss, I..."

Cheng Xihe's eyes sharpened: "Or are you going to end up like that old woman?"

"Wu, Aunt Wu?"

Remembering how Wu Ma was dragged away and kicked out of the house, Xiao Xie immediately hugged the pile of sweaty, smelly fabric tightly:

"Second Miss, I'll take it down and wash it right away."

The eldest young lady always only praises the third young lady for washing so cleanly; no matter how others wash, she finds it unsatisfactory…

"As long as you don't say anything, she'll have no idea who washed it."

Qin Ruosu didn't care who washed the clothes.

She only cared about whether Qin Shengxia was tormented!

Xiao Xie nodded quickly: "Yes, Miss."

Cheng Xihe glanced at her: "Aren't you leaving?"

"yes!"

Inside the room, Qin Shengxia listened to the sounds outside, slowly took off her glasses, and loosened her messy hair.

It's so good to have an older sister.

At dinner time, Butler Ye personally knocked on the door: "Second Miss, dinner is ready. Master and Madam are already waiting downstairs."

"it is good."

Cheng Xihe pushed open the door, and Butler Ye smiled at her.

Beside her, Qin Shengxia stood obediently at the door waiting.

"Let's go."

Butler Ye followed Cheng Xihe and whispered, "Second Miss, the young master is back. He has a bad temper, so be careful."

"Don't worry, Uncle Ye."

Cheng Xihe didn't stop walking, a faint smile playing on her lips: "I like people with bad tempers."

"Um."

Butler Ye noticed that Qin Shengxia was following slowly behind, so he lagged a few steps behind her and walked behind her.

Cheng Xihe turned his head and glanced at Qin Shengxia, who was quietly following behind.

Unlike the mess just now.

Qin Shengxia changed into a dress, an old-fashioned style. Her hair was loose, and she wore an old-fashioned headband.

A whole outfit of outdated clothes.

"Sister, older sister?"

Qin Shengxia, who was looking down, didn't notice that Cheng Xihe had stopped and bumped into him.

She looked up, her eyes clear and bright.

They are twin sisters, but they don't look alike.

Qin Shengxia was half a head shorter than her, and was thin and petite.

"It's okay, I'm here."

"Um!"

Qin Shengxia smiled, pursing her lips.

The three of them entered the restaurant one after the other.

The restaurant is spacious and bright, with a European-style layout.

"We've been waiting for you, why are you so slow!" Qin Jian called out when he saw Cheng Xihe.

Cheng Xihe ignored him and looked around at the seat.

Qin Jian sat in the main seat, with Zhang Zhiyue to his left and Qin Ruosu next to Zhang Zhiyue.

To Qin Jian's right was a ten-year-old boy.

Cheng Xihe sat down next to the boy, and Qin Shengxia followed closely behind.

Qin Ruosu's voice was gentle, and her face was filled with a smile: "Xiaxia, come sit here with me?"

Qin Shengxia trembled when her name was called out.

Cheng Xihe spoke up, "She's sitting with me. It's been a long time since we last saw each other. What do you think, Father?"

Looking up at Cheng Xihe, whose eyes were cold and indifferent, Qin Jian subconsciously agreed: "Okay, that's settled."

The boy was indifferent to what was happening at the dinner table, fiddling with his tablet and playing a game.

This is Qin Yebai, the little tyrant of the Qin family.

Butler Ye nodded to Qin Jian, and then instructed the servants to begin setting out the dishes.

Seeing the subtle atmosphere at the dining table, Zhang Zhiyue glanced at Qin Jian.

Qin Jian coughed twice: "Xi He, your sister, Qin Ruosu, is right across from you."

The man next to you is your younger brother, Qin Yebai.

"elder sister?"

Cheng Xihe glanced at her, then raised an eyebrow at Qin Jian.

Qin Jian was afraid she might say something inappropriate: "Your sister is also from A University. You can ask her if you don't understand anything."

"oh."

Qin Ruosu stood up, smiled sweetly at Cheng Xihe, and extended her hand: "Xihe, welcome home."

"Tsk!"

Before Cheng Xihe could respond, Qin Yebai scoffed.

"No need, it'll delay your meal, sister." Cheng Xihe showed her no respect whatsoever, emphasizing the word "sister."

Qin Ruosu looked embarrassed.

That country bumpkin really doesn't know what's good for him!

"Cheng Xihe, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Cheng Xihe raised an eyebrow at Qin Jian.

Qin Jian felt uneasy under her gaze.

He had heard about what had happened before; Cheng Xihe had started causing trouble as soon as he returned.

If he didn't still need her and didn't dare to offend her too much, he wouldn't have to put up with this kind of treatment.

"Have a meal!"

Soon, only the clatter of bowls and plates and the occasional sounds of games filled the dining table.

Even Qin Jian never said a word about Qin Yebai breaking the rules...