After a long silence, Rong Yan sneered, "Well then, if I could finish it before, I believe you can do it too. After all, we are only a minute part. Who is more precious?"
Having said that, she no longer paid any attention.
Rong Qiao looked at Rong Yan’s indifferent deanor, and her heart was exceptionally saddened, engulfed by a wave of sorrow.
And there was resentnt... Why had her sister inexplicably beco like this?
She stood in place for a good while, seeing that the person on the bed had no reaction, she then went to wash up with a heavy heart...
That night, Rong Qiao tossed and turned, unable to sleep... which also greatly irritated Rong Yan, who hadn’t really fallen asleep either. She determined she must move into the school dormitory.
Of course, she didn’t want to indulge... the person before her.
"Can you stop moving? Your fidgeting is already affecting my sleep."
Rong Qiao was already feeling wronged, and now she was truly heartbroken, "I, I can’t sleep..."
Rong Yan huffed, "Just because you can’t sleep, you move around? This bed isn’t just for you. If you can’t sleep, can’t you just lie still?"
Rong Qiao: ...
After that, she really didn’t dare to toss and turn anymore.
The next day, Rong Yan got up early, glancing at the person who had woken up earlier than her, with dark circles quite apparent under her eyes.
"Sister..." Rong Qiao timidly called out, but her words were lost behind her freshly cut bangs.
She stared blankly, her eyes losing their focus. Without her bangs, her sister looked very different, revealing eyes... that were actually even prettier than hers.
Even her facial features, if hers were delicate, her sister’s were as if retouched to perfection with a photo-beautifying app.
Her sister’s face... without the bangs, was it this beautiful?
While she was lost in thought, Rong Yan had already gotten out of bed and gone downstairs.
After washing up, she ca outside...
"Yanyan, co on, sit down and have breakfast. I bought this early in the morning."
The one calling out to her was their uncle.
In the original owner’s mory, this uncle was indeed a good man, but the household affairs were dominated by his wife. Moreover, providing for the family was not easy, working from dawn to dusk.
He did not know that his wife hadn’t given the two nieces their living expenses, since he was the one earning money, and the money he earned was allocated by his wife.
Rong Yan knew the original owner had no complaints about her uncle and was actually quite grateful to him.
This had led the original owner to be willing to work hard in this household, without objections even when her aunt scolded her.
But foolish girl, this house belonged to her family, after all!
However, since the original owner had no complaints about her uncle and aunt, she didn’t plan to do anything about it.
She walked over, "Uncle!"
"...Ah, eat quickly," her uncle said with joy upon seeing Rong Yan. He pointed to the opposite chair and passed her the breakfast.
A flatbread rolled around a deep-fried doughstick, and a bag of soy milk.
This made the aunt, who just ca out of the kitchen, imdiately glare at her.
Rong Yan’s upward glance t hers.
Her eyes were dark and piercing, sowhat unsettling, causing the aunt to lose her composure for a mont.
And for the first ti, she realized that this eldest niece... was actually much prettier than Rong Qiao!
Such a change... seed to have started from last night!
It was unsettling, and no longer dared to carelessly berate her.
Rong Yan withdrew her gaze and then looked at her uncle, "Uncle, during the final sprint to the college entrance examination, I want to move into the school dormitory! Over there, I can get up earlier every day to study more, and in the evening, there are late self-study sessions."
Her tone was not one of negotiation, but of notification.
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