I met a yandere rich girl online using fake photos, and she kidnapped me.

She had seen some of these brands online; they were very expensive, and some she had never even heard of.

Lin Ping turned to look at Lin An, her eyes filled with confusion and inquiry.

Lin Anchong nodded to her: "Take it, it's a token of your appreciation for Sister Nianci."

Lin Ping glanced at Huo Nianci again. Huo Nianci was opening a bag of clothes, unfolding a pale yellow dress, and holding it up in front of Lin Ping to compare.

"This color looks good on you," Huo Nianci said. "Go put it on and let your sister-in-law see."

Lin Ping's face was flushed, whether from nervousness or joy, it was hard to tell.

She whispered, "Thank you, sister-in-law," in a soft voice.

Upon hearing the term "sister-in-law," Huo Nianci's lips curled up even higher.

Then she reached out and grabbed Lin Ping's wrist: "Come on, let's go to your room to try on clothes, I'll help you take a look."

"Huh? Now?"

"Right now, your sister-in-law will help you change."

Lin Ping was pulled towards the room by her, and glanced back at Lin An.

Lin An smiled at her and mouthed "Go ahead".

The two entered the bedroom, the door ajar, and soon Huo Nianci's voice came through: "This one looks good, try this one on first... tighten the belt a little... oh dear, you're too thin, you need to eat more meat..."

Lin An listened to the sounds inside and suddenly smiled.

He bent down and carried the remaining shopping bags to the kitchen doorway.

I was about to put the fruit and nutritional supplements into the refrigerator when I opened the kitchen door and was stunned. The kitchen was a complete mess.

Unwashed dishes and chopsticks were piled on the stove, greasy pots were still on the stove, and the trash can was full of kitchen waste.

Lin Dayou is probably out playing cards again; Pingping hasn't had time to tidy up yet.

Lin An sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to get to work.

He first tied the garbage bag tightly and carried it to the door, then started washing the dishes, cleaning each pot, pan, and bowl thoroughly and placing them on the drain rack.

He wiped the stove, the cutting board, and swept the vegetable leaves off the floor.

Then, I put the newly bought fruits and nutritional supplements in one by one, and wiped the stains off the refrigerator door.

As I was tidying up, a burst of cheerful laughter came from the bedroom.

"It looks great! Look at yourself in the mirror!"

"Isn't this dress a bit too short, sister-in-law...?"

"Short? What do you mean short? It's such a waste not to show off your beautiful legs!"

"Hey, don't pull... Let me see... It actually seems alright..."

Hearing his sister's unusually happy voice, Lin An was also very happy.

Lin An thought to himself, "In two years, once I've saved up some money, I'll get Pingping a better house to live in."

Just then, the bedroom door creaked open.

Lin Ping came out from inside.

She was wearing a pale yellow dress, the hem of which just reached above her knees.

The belt around her waist was perfectly fitted, making her already slender waist look even more beautiful.

Lin Ping has fair skin, and wearing such a bright color makes her seem to glow.

Huo Nianci also braided a side braid for her, with the end tied with a thin ribbon and hanging down her shoulder.

"Brother," Lin Ping stood at the door, tugging at her skirt shyly, and looked up at him, "Does it look good?"

Lin An stared at his sister for several seconds, then grinned and said, "Beautiful, really beautiful."

"My sister is already pretty, but she looks even better in this dress."

Lin Ping blushed from his praise, then lowered her head shyly, twirling the end of her braid with her fingers.

Huo Nianci stepped out from behind her, placed her hands on Lin Ping's shoulders, and tilted her head to look at Lin An, as if seeking praise: "How about it? My taste in clothes is pretty good, isn't it?"

"Very good," Lin An said, "Nianci, I approve of your aesthetic sense."

Huo Nianci snorted and slightly raised her chin: "Do I need your approval for my taste?"

Lin An chuckled.

At this moment, Lin Ping turned around in the house, her skirt swaying gently with her movements.

She looked very happy; it seemed like my sister hadn't been this happy in a long time.

Seeing her so cheerful, Lin An was also happy.

Lin Ping ran up to Lin An and spun around, telling him, "Brother, my sister-in-law bought me shoes that match this dress perfectly. I haven't worn them yet."

"Then try it on," Lin An said with a smile.

"Wait a bit before you put them on," Lin Ping said. "I'll cook for you first. It's rare for you to come back, so I'll go buy groceries and make you something delicious."

As she was about to head towards the entryway to change her shoes, Lin An quickly stopped her, saying, "Why are you cooking? You're not fully recovered yet. Sit down and rest."

"I feel so much better today, really..."

"Even if it's much better, it won't work," Lin An said firmly. "I'll do it."

Huo Nianci chimed in, "Let your brother do it; he's a good cook."

"You can just sit here and chat with me."

Lin Ping hesitated for a moment, glancing at Lin An's uncompromising expression and then at Huo Nianci's smiling face, before finally nodding obediently, "Alright then... Brother, you don't have much in your fridge, do you want to go downstairs and buy some groceries?"

"No need," Lin An said. "When I bought the fruit and nutritional supplements, I also bought some vegetables. I'll see what I need when I cook later."

Lin Ping nodded. After Lin An finished speaking, he turned and went into the kitchen, tied on an apron, and prepared to start cooking.

Although there weren't many vegetables in the refrigerator, there were still a few kinds of things like noodles, eggs, tomatoes, and green vegetables.

It's more than enough to make a simple lunch.

At the kitchen doorway, Lin Ping and Huo Nianci sat on the living room sofa.

Lin Ping hugged a cushion, her gaze following Lin An's busy figure in the kitchen for a while, before turning to look at Huo Nianci.

The liveliness from before had faded somewhat, replaced by a curious expression.

"Sister-in-law," Lin Ping whispered, "come a little closer, I want to show you something."

Huo Nianci moved over and sat down next to her.

Lin Ping pulled an old photo album from under the coffee table.

"This is a photo of my brother when he was little," Lin Ping said, flipping through the photo album. "Look."

Huo Nianci leaned closer to take a look.

The first page features a faded old photograph of a five- or six-year-old boy squatting in a sandpit.

Holding a small plastic shovel in his hand, his face covered in sand, he grinned at the camera, missing a front tooth.

Huo Nianci stared at the photo for a long time, then gently touched the little boy's face: "Is this your brother?"

"Yes," Lin Ping pointed to the photo, "this is him when he was in kindergarten."

"Look, he's missing a tooth. My mom said that he went to play in the sandpit once, fell and knocked out his tooth, but he didn't cry. He just got up and kept playing."

Huo Nianci's lips curved into a smile, and she touched the photo with her finger: "It's quite cute."

Lin Ping turned to the next page.

This is a photo from his elementary school days. Lin An is wearing a blue and white school uniform, carrying a schoolbag, standing at the school gate, making a slightly silly peace sign.

Standing next to him was a tiny little guy, only up to his chest, with two little braids and a lollipop in his hand.

"This is me," Lin Ping said.