A pretty live streamer beckons, and a lewd male protagonist hooks her up.

"Why are you suddenly asking that...?"

"Didn't my sister say before that she still had debts to pay off?"

Wen Ruan thought about it and realized that she did mention this to Song Yu when she was delirious from the pain last time she was sick.

"Don't worry, the debt isn't much, I can pay it back!"

"How much is 'not much'?"

"Just... a few million." Wen Ruan felt a pang of sadness, but in front of Song Yu, she still smiled nonchalantly. "I've already paid back several hundred thousand, and I'll be able to pay it all back soon."

Her intention was not to make Song Yu worry.

But that bitter smile felt like a needle pricking his heart to Song Yu's eyes.

It hurts so much it's bleeding.

Millions of dollars, how hard will it take for my sister to pay it off?

It took them countless hours of eating boxed lunches, bread, and instant noodles to barely manage to pay back several hundred thousand yuan.

Song Yu couldn't even imagine how much suffering his sister endured during that time.

No wonder my sister went to work in a factory after graduating from junior high school; no wonder she could only live in a 20-square-meter rented room and forced herself to be a borderline live streamer...

They spend all the money they earn to cover their debts, leaving them no time to properly support themselves.

The extra weight on his face and body was all from the delicious food he had been cooking for him over this period of time.

"Song Yu, why are you crying again?"

"I didn't cry."

His tear ducts seemed to have their own thoughts, and he couldn't control them.

In the past, even when Song Yu was beaten or bullied, he never shed a single tear.

But when he thought about how much his sister had suffered, he regretted not meeting her sooner...

"Hey."

Wen Ruan opened her palm and magically produced a mint, which she had grabbed casually at the coffee shop over the weekend.

"What kind of child cries all the time? Here's some candy, stop crying!"

Song Yu said sullenly, "I'm not young, I'm eighteen, I'm an adult..."

Wen Ruan wouldn't listen; at eighteen, she was four years younger than her!

Moreover, she was a cat who had become a spirit before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Her real age was more than enough to be Song Yu's ancestor. In Wen Ruan's eyes, the eighteen-year-old Song Yu was just like a little kid.

If you put him in the mountains, he'd be pampered and cared for; you'd never let him wander outside and become a bitter gourd.

Wen Ruan tore open the packaging and stuffed the mint into Song Yu's mouth.

The strong minty scent hit his nostrils, instantly clearing Song Yu's previously dazed mind!

He heard Wen Ruan say matter-of-factly:

"You're four years younger than me, that's not young at all. Since you call me 'sister,' we're family from now on."

Wen Ruan proudly raised her chin again, but her voice gradually lowered:

"I promised I'd earn money to support you, and all you have to do is study hard and grow up... don't end up like me, a good-for-nothing."

"No, that's not true!"

Song Yu cupped Wen Ruan's slightly cool face, his eyes and nose reddening: "Sister is the most successful person I've ever met."

Wen Ruan was taken aback. "Really?"

"More real than real gold."

Song Yu's gaze was firm, as if he had made up his mind: "Sister, I'll be leaving for a while soon. You need to take good care of yourself."

"Where are you going?" Wen Ruan asked, puzzled. "Aren't you going to study anymore?"

"You're not going to go to work to help me pay off my debts, are you?!"

She grabbed Song Yu's clothes nervously and said, "That won't do! This is my own business, it has nothing to do with you. You...you can't let me ruin your studies. You worked so hard to get into university, you have to finish it..."

"Don't worry, sister, I won't give up my studies."

"There's something I need to do at home, so I have to go back."

Song Yu gently stroked Wen Ruan's fleshy earlobe with his thumb and said earnestly:

"Sister, please wait for me."

"Wait for me to come back; I have something to tell you."

Wen Ruan tilted her head: "Why can't you say it now...?"

"cannot."

Song Yu smiled faintly, a hint of emotion in his eyes that Wen Ruan couldn't decipher.

He said, "Sister, you must wait for me."

When he is qualified to take control of his own life, when he is worthy of Wen Ruan.

He will come back and tell his sister how he feels.

Regardless of whether his sister agrees or not, he's determined to stick with her for the rest of his life!

Song Yu's tears fell like raindrops.

Wen Ruan frowned, lifted Song Yu's clothes to wipe him, and said, "I promise you."

"I promise you, please don't cry."

"Okay, I'll wipe it for my sister too."

"Why are you wiping my face if I'm not crying...?"

Song Yu gently brushed the corner of Wen Ruan's eye with his fingertip, and under Wen Ruan's bewildered gaze, he placed a kiss on her cheek.

Instantly separate.

Wen Ruan didn't even notice.

Because the kiss landed on Song Yu's hand.

Song Yu: "Sister, can I have your hair clip?"

"Oh, of course!"

With permission, Song Yu carefully removed the cute cat hair clip from Wen Ruan's head and then placed a key in Wen Ruan's palm.

He said goodnight to Wen Ruan with a satisfied heart.

The next morning, Wen Ruan woke up and instinctively went to find Song Yu for breakfast.

But after she put on her slippers and touched the key by the bed, she paused and suddenly felt a little empty inside, which felt very strange.

I wonder if Song Yu's cold is better yet...

My phone suddenly rang.

Wen Ruan opened the message; it was from Egg Baby:

[Baby, I can't be in your livestream for a while. Keep the money; if anyone bullies you, use your alternate account to vote for KuKu! Happy.jpg]

[A total of 192980.76 yuan has been credited to my account after a satisfying meal!]

There were both small and large amounts, and the transfers were so generous that Wen Ruan didn't need to collect the red envelopes; the money went directly into her account.

Wen Ruan felt that Egg Baby had given her too much at once and wanted to return it, but a notification popped up on the screen saying that she had been blacklisted by the other party.

Little Cake's Dog: [Baby, you don't need to give me back the money. I've already blocked your "You're Full" account!]

Don't hesitate to spend this money, or I'll be angry when I get back! Don't worry, I have more myself, I'll give you even more when I get back! Woof woof.jpg

[Okay, I'll wait for you to come back~ Cat pouting.jpg]

Meanwhile, Song Yu, who was waiting to check in at the airport, saw that his balance had dropped to zero and smiled indifferently.

A deep, aged voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Young Master, are you sure you want to come back?"

"Tsk, stop talking nonsense. Have you found all of Old Man Song's illegitimate children?"

"Don't worry, young master, all sixteen, without exception."

"Okay." Song Yu stood up.

He carried no luggage and was all alone. He said lazily, "I've been out for so long, it's time to go back and see Old Man Song."

"If you dare to have someone harm me, go back and tell him about those sixteen illegitimate children and my grandparents' inheritance—"

Song Yu glanced at his hands, which were covered in macaron-colored bandages, and gave a wicked smile. "He can't choose any of them..."