In the end, I slept with my stepmother.

My older sister is incredibly good to me. Ever since I can remember, she always thinks of me when she has something delicious to eat. Before going to bed at night, she tells me stories and then holds me as I fall asleep. My sister's embrace is so warm, and she has a lovely, warm scent, which makes me fight with my classmate Liu Jian all the time because he always says I smell like a girl. However, even the closest siblings have their disagreements. I remember one winter night when I was eight years old, my parents went to the south on business, and my sister and I got into an argument. I poked her with my toy golden cudgel, and it hurt her. My sister was a head taller than me at the time, and she was definitely stronger than me, but she couldn't bear to hit me. She cried and ran around the house as I teased her.

Later, she finally lost her temper, snatched my golden cudgel, ran to the kitchen, and chopped it in two with a cleaver. I was terrified, thinking she was going to chop me up with the cleaver too, and I started crying loudly. My sister had a soft heart, so she quickly put down the cleaver, apologized to me, and promised to buy me a new golden cudgel the next day. She also promised to give me a bath, and only then did I stop crying. It was the coldest time of winter in Northeast China, and it was incredibly cold in the middle of the night. After my bath, we went back to our room to sleep, both of us wrapped in blankets. My sister wasn't wearing anything, and she hugged me tightly from behind, warming me with her body heat. She kept whispering "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" in my ear, and I slowly forgave her. After all, I had also done something wrong. As we hugged, her hands started to wander, touching me for a while, and then she actually cried. I asked her why she was crying, and she said that Mom was so unfair, favoring boys over girls! I asked how she favored boys over girls? She said, "Look, you have one more thing here than your sister!" I looked at it, and it really was! My sister cried and said, "Mom must have been biased back then and cut a piece off my body for you! You can still see the wound!" I said, "Sister, don't cry, what should we do?"

My sister smiled mysteriously and said, "You have to give it back to me!"

I was terrified, thinking she was going to use a knife, but my sister said, "Why would I use a knife on you? You just need to..." Unfortunately, after a long time, we still couldn't give it back to her. Later, we got tired of playing and fell asleep. To be honest, it hurt a little, but it was quite fun. However, when I asked my sister to play again, she absolutely refused. I told her she needed treatment, but she just smiled and said no, my good little brother, she's already healed. But when she was changing her pants, I clearly saw the wound was still there! What a liar! My sister is timid by nature and doesn't like to cause trouble, but because she's pretty, she's often harassed by delinquents. Whenever I find out, no matter how tall or strong they are, I'll step in and give them a good beating! Of course, most of the time, I'm the one who gets beaten up! One day after school, I got into a fight with some older boys who had been trying to lift my sister's skirt earlier that day. They beat me so badly I couldn't even crawl out of the alley. It was almost dark when my sister finally found me and gave me a good scolding, telling me never to fight for her again. I said I wouldn't! My sister asked why, "Are you addicted to fighting?" I said, "No, it's not an addiction, it's because I want to be your protector!" My sister was stunned for a long time, then suddenly hugged me and burst into tears! She said, "I want you to be my protector for life!"

One morning in sixth grade, I woke up to find my mattress sticky. My sister was still fast asleep. I lifted the covers and discovered blood on the mattress between us. I was terrified and quickly woke her up. My sister panicked when she saw the blood and immediately called for my mother. My mother came over but just smiled and said it was nothing, congratulating Lan on growing up. At that time, my father's business was gradually getting on track, and we had some savings. A few days later, my parents bought a large house of over 140 square meters in the city, with three bedrooms. From then on, my sister and I slept separately.

Even though we didn't sleep together, my sister was still as good to me as ever.

My older sister is very beautiful, with long, flowing hair and a sweet smile. Liu Jian always says she looks like a South Korean actress. Even though she was only in her final year of junior high at the time, she was already quite well-developed, with a curvaceous figure. Yet, she still dressed very casually at home. Once, my mother couldn't help but remind her, "There are two men in the house; can you be a little more careful?" My sister grinned and said, "One's my father, and the other's my brother. What's the big deal?" But Xiaofeng, my sister turned to me, frowning, "Why do I feel like you've been a little distant lately?"

I chuckled and said, "No, not at all," then blushed and ran back to my room. It wasn't that I was deliberately distancing myself from her, but every time I saw the shape that was faintly visible under my sister's pajamas, I felt very embarrassed, and sometimes I would have reactions I shouldn't have. I didn't dare to look too much, but I really wanted to look. One time, I finally caught a chance and looked to my heart's content. That day was a weekend, my mother wasn't home, my father was playing cards in the study, and my sister went out to play with her classmates. It was the middle of summer, and when she came back, her clothes were almost completely soaked. As soon as she entered the door, she took off her outer clothes and threw them into the laundry basket in the bathroom, and went into her bedroom wearing only a white bra.

I was watching cartoons in the living room when my sister came in. Inexplicably, I followed her. Her bedroom door wasn't closed properly, leaving a gap. I peeked through the crack. My sister had her back to the door, was shirtless, and was bending over to take off her pants. Underneath, she was wearing white underwear. Because they were tight and soaked with sweat, the edges of the underwear curled up as she pulled them down, making it seem like she was having a lot of trouble. I almost went to help her.

After she finished, my sister sat naked on a swivel chair, crossed her legs, and started humming a little tune as she spun around. Like playing a lottery, I hoped that when she finally stopped, she would be facing me directly. And guess what? I was right! The swivel chair slowly came to a stop. My sister leaned back, comfortably half-reclining in the chair, her hands resting on her flat stomach, her legs slightly apart, her toes lightly tracing the floor, her chest fully thrust out. The sight made my breath catch in my throat, and I couldn't help but swallow hard! Hearing the sound, my sister looked up, saw me, her eyes widened, and she quickly sat up straight, bringing her legs together, one hand covering her chest and the other her groin, and let out a scream!

I immediately fled back to my room, hiding in the closet, my heart pounding!

Oh no, if my sister tells Dad, he'll beat me to death!

From childhood to adulthood, my impression of my father has always remained the same: a black suit, a floral shirt, a buzz cut, a big gold chain, a fierce face, a face full of fat, small triangular eyes, and he also liked to wear sunglasses. Once he took off his sunglasses, his eyes were like those of an eagle, practically capable of killing with a look! Not only did he look fierce, but he also had a violent temper. Perhaps it was because I was a disappointment, but my father often beat me. However, my sister always protected me. Several times, when my father hit me with the sole of his slipper, my sister would lie on top of me and take the beating for me without shedding a single tear. She would then turn around and comfort me, saying that my father was just disappointed in me and that he wasn't really mean to me.

But those were all conflicts between my dad and me. This time was different. My sister discovered I was spying on her, and she saw me so clearly! However, my sister didn't seem to complain. I only heard my dad yell "What the hell?" and then she didn't say another word. I never expected that after making such a serious mistake, my sister would still choose to forgive me. But I was still scared. An hour later, my mom pulled me out of the closet, saying, "What are you doing in the closet if you have nothing to do? I looked for you for ages! Come out and eat!" I arrived at the restaurant nervously. My mother and sister were chatting and laughing, while my father held a cigarette in one hand and a newspaper in the other. My sister glanced at me, her gaze indifferent, showing no unusual reaction. However, throughout the meal, she was unusually lively and talkative. I knew she was doing this deliberately, drawing my parents' attention to cover up my unease. For the next two days, however, my sister barely spoke to me. She only pretended to be affectionate with me in front of my parents, turning a cold shoulder to me the moment she turned away. Several times, I mustered the courage to apologize to her, but each time I opened my mouth, she rejected me without hesitation.

I felt like the sky was falling. I thought my sister would hate me for life. But on the third night, after I finished washing up and lay down in bed, the door suddenly opened a crack. My sister, wearing pajamas and underwear, slipped in, shushed me, closed the door behind her, and tiptoed to the bedside. She whispered, "Mom and Dad are asleep. Let's sleep together tonight..." I was so scared I almost wet the bed. I thought she was going to get revenge, but her mysterious manner didn't seem to suggest it.

That night, my sister talked to me earnestly about many things.

One was about the differences between male and female anatomy. She explained it very carefully, but she said that I could only look at her body with her permission, and I was absolutely forbidden from doing anything else!

Secondly, there were the physiological and psychological changes boys experience during puberty. She told me that my curiosity about her body wasn't shameful; it was a normal reaction. She had even been curious about mine before. Thirdly, there were ethical and moral issues between siblings. Although we could be very close, we couldn't cross any lines, and we couldn't get married when we grew up.

After all, we'd grown up together and had a deep emotional foundation, so once we talked it out, everything was fine.

After that, we resumed our close relationship. My sister seemed even more attentive to me. She would wake me up in the morning to tell me to eat properly, or to be careful when riding my bike. She would also tell me not to get into fights with those shady classmates after school, to come home early to help her with her homework, and then sweetly say goodbye before going to school. She was so nagging, even more annoying than my mom! But honestly, though I complained, I was secretly very happy. That period was undoubtedly the happiest time of my adolescence. I was in a particularly good mood at school, and my classmates could tell. Some would ask me, "Do you have a girlfriend?" I would just smile and remain silent, maintaining an air of mystery so they could be envious. The feeling of having a caring older sister at home was something those only children could never understand. Unfortunately, this happy time didn't last long. In my second year of junior high, my mother was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer and passed away soon after.

After my mother's death, the warm atmosphere at home vanished instantly. My father became even more violent, constantly drowning his sorrows in alcohol. When he was drunk, he would find an excuse to beat me, and even my sister would be beaten if she tried to protect me. Once, my sister tried to protect me, and my father hit her on the head with a wooden clothes hanger, causing her to bleed profusely. I was so angry I was trembling. I don't know where I got the courage, but for the first time, I defied my father and pushed him hard. This only resulted in an even more frenzied beating, breaking two of my ribs. I spent three months in the hospital. My sister, heartbroken, took leave from school to stay with me day and night.

During that time, my father didn't come to the hospital once. On the day I was discharged, he did come to pick me up, but with him was a young and beautiful woman named Lin Xi. I vaguely remembered her visiting our house before; she was my father's secretary at his company. But this time, my father made my sister and me call Lin Xi "Mom"!

And so, Lin Xi became the new mistress of my house. Later I found out that Lin Xi was only five years older than my sister and seven years older than me! To be fair, Lin Xi was quite nice to my sister and me after moving in, but my sister always harbored hostility towards her. She secretly told me that before my mother passed away, this vixen was having an affair with my father. Once, when she went to my father's company, she saw Lin Xi sitting on my father's lap through the office window. My mother must have found out about their affair and died of anger! I didn't have that much prejudice against this stepmother, mainly because she was beautiful, with a seductive figure, hot and charming, thick eyelashes, alluring eyes, and sexy thin lips, exuding charm at all times. Especially her delicate little feet, which made me always look at a girl's feet first whenever I saw her. My sister always wore socks at home, unlike my stepmother who was usually barefoot.

Gradually, I grew into a proper man, and my father stopped hitting me as much as before, because he couldn't beat me. Later, my sister and I both got into the same university in the provincial capital. The only reason I chose her university was so she could continue to do my laundry.

My sister spoiled me rotten. Even when she did my laundry, I wouldn't bring it to her; instead, she would come downstairs and shout "Lin-Feng!" and I would gather the dirty clothes together and throw them out the window.

Even if my smelly socks or worn underwear hit her stunningly beautiful face, my sister would never get angry. At most, she would pout and act cute, saying in annoyance, "Why are there so many again?" Every time this happened, dozens of lewd faces would peek out of the boys' dormitory window. Once

, Linxi came to the provincial capital to run some errands for my father and stopped by the school to visit us. It was lunchtime, and Linxi said she wanted to reminisce about her university days and wanted to eat in the cafeteria. My sister was still indifferent to her, but she gave me face, and the three of us went to the cafeteria together. Linxi was very happy and insisted on feeding me, saying that's how she and her boyfriend in university did it! I blushed bright red, and to make matters worse, my buddies saw us. After my stepmother left, they interrogated me, asking if that pretty girl was my girlfriend. I told them she was my mom! These guys were incredibly jealous, saying I was surrounded by beauties, no wonder I looked down on the other girls at school—my standards were really high!

I could only chuckle awkwardly.

Strangely enough, after that incident, my sister became incredibly clingy. Our classmates gossiped, saying our sibling relationship was a bit abnormal, too clingy. We'd even walk arm-in-arm, feed each other in the cafeteria, and go on dates all the time on weekends! Some lecherous guys even asked me, "Feng, did something happen between you and your sister?"我當然矢口否認，不過說真的，我從心底，還是深深地喜歡著姐姐，很長壹段時間，我都在幻想她是撿來的，跟我沒有血緣關系，那樣我們就可以在壹起了！

某次看完電影回學校的路上，我跟姐姐半開玩笑地說這事兒來著，姐姐說，我還希望妳是撿來的呢，我也喜歡妳啊，可誰讓咱們是姐弟呢，能有啥辦法啊？

她這麼坦誠，我都有點不好意思了。大學期間，我們都沒有談男女朋友，我屬於比較驢的那種學生，但凡有人敢給我姐寫情書，都會被我堵到廁所胖揍壹頓，久而久之，也就沒人追我姐了。

I only ever received one love letter, from a beautiful girl in a different class but the same major. I proudly showed it to my sister, but she tore it to shreds in front of everyone, ran away crying, and ignored me for a week! Luckily, it was her birthday a week later. I swallowed my pride, dressed up as a girl, and sneaked into her dorm. I leaned against her door and sang her a birthday song, finally managing to coax her into forgiving me.

That night, when we went out for karaoke, I don't know if she was drunk, but she actually hooked her arm around my neck and, in front of her friends' horrified gazes, forcibly stole my first kiss! After that, we continued to be carefree and inseparable, like one big family, never having a disagreement again.

Later, my sister graduated first, returned to our hometown, and became a teacher. After entering the workforce, my older sister matured considerably, and her relationship with Lin Xi improved significantly. Lin Xi was enthusiastic about introducing her to potential partners, all of whom were reportedly quite eligible, but my sister politely declined them all.

It wasn't until that one time, when she had no other choice, that she started dating a boyfriend.

My sister's boyfriend is named Wu Boyu; his father is the head of the city's transportation department. All the road and bridge projects my father worked on required approval from Director Wu. Wu Boyu went to the United States for high school, completed his MBA, and only returned to China last year. He's tall and thin, fair-skinned, and very popular with women. He enjoys collecting watches, cars, and SLR cameras—a typical tall, rich, and handsome man. My sister's relationship with him had a politically motivated feel to it. At the time, my father's company was having some problems with its bank mortgage loan and went to Director Wu for help. Director Wu subtly suggested that he would help, but only if my sister dated Wu Boyu. My father asked my sister for her opinion, and knowing my father's predicament, she didn't object this time and said they should give it a try. The two got along quite well when they met. My sister told me that she was initially a little hesitant, but Wu Boyu's voice sounded exactly like mine, which immediately made her like him. Director Wu was very happy and personally went to several departments to help my father get the funds working again. At first, I felt very uncomfortable, always feeling that my sister had been sold off by Dad. I argued with him, and we almost came to blows. Luckily, Linxi and my sister separated us. My sister pulled me into her room and comforted me for a while, but didn't explain much.

Later, I thought about it carefully. My sister couldn't be with me forever, and Wu Boyu seemed to treat her quite well. So I gradually let go of my complicated feelings for my sister and tried to look at other girls. It was purely by chance that I met a girl named Jiang Xiaoyu while browsing a local forum. We hit it off immediately and chatted for a few days before meeting up. To my surprise, she turned out to be a high school student. However, because she was indeed quite pretty, I went against my conscience and started dating her.

Xiaoyu's personality is far less outgoing than my older sister's; she's a very reserved young woman, so I didn't have any inappropriate thoughts about her. After all, she's a student with pretty good grades, and I couldn't let a relationship ruin her future. So, we only met on weekends, and our occasional intimacy was limited to simple kisses and hugs. My older sister had also met Jiang Xiaoyu, and coincidentally, they were in the same high school—though my sister was already a teacher, while Xiaoyu was still a student.

My sister never expressed any disapproval of my relationship, only occasionally reminding me that Xiaoyu hadn't graduated high school yet, and that we should be careful about our boundaries so as not to lead her astray. I said I understood, and that I should tell my sister not to be influenced by her husband.

My sister replied seriously that she was a very traditional person and wouldn't give it to him easily! I said, "If you won't give it to my brother-in-law, are you going to give it to me?" My

sister said, "You're such a sister-obsessed person, you're so weird!" The two of us started playfully fighting on the sofa! In short, our romantic affairs didn't affect our intimacy. After that, my relationship with Jiang Xiaoyu gradually warmed up, and my sister and Wu Boyu also started talking about marriage.

However, something that happened half a month ago changed the trajectory of our lives.

That day, I was attending a company interview when Lin Xi suddenly called me, saying that my father had been injured at the construction site and was bleeding heavily, and that I should go to the hospital immediately because he might need a blood transfusion. I rushed to the hospital by taxi. My father had already been taken to the operating room. Several of my father's subordinates in the corridor were in a panic, and my sister was also pale with fright. I had to call her several times before she came to her senses. Fortunately, Linxi was calm enough to run around and handle the formalities.

Not long after, a nurse came out of the operating room and said that the patient had suffered severe blood loss and had a very rare blood type that they did not have in their blood bank. A family member would need to donate blood.

As the man of the family, I naturally felt obligated to help. However, when the blood test results came back, my blood type was incompatible with my father's, so I couldn't donate. Linxi quickly had my sister get her blood tested, and she was a match. She donated 1,000 milliliters of blood to my father, which pulled him back from the brink of death. After that incident, I could sense a subtle shift in my sister's attitude towards me. She didn't talk to me as much as before, and she no longer stayed up late with me to watch sports, going back to her room to rest early.

At first, I thought she was blaming me for not helping enough in saving Dad, making her donate too much blood. My sister is thin and doesn't have much blood to begin with; after donating 1000 milliliters, she fainted and had to stay in the hospital for two days to recover. However, the doctor assured her that she had only donated a little too much blood, and it wouldn't have any impact on her health once her blood volume gradually returned to normal. Later, I thought about it, and realized that couldn't be the case. It wasn't my fault that our blood types didn't match. My sister has always been so good to me, and she's a high school biology teacher; how could she not understand this?

I asked her, and my sister just smiled and said it was nothing, then continued to keep a distance from me. It's been like this for two weeks now, and it's making me feel a little uneasy.

I then asked Linxi if she had noticed that my sister had been acting strangely lately. Linxi smiled and said that it seemed like she wasn't the only one acting strangely. When I asked again, she changed the subject and asked me how things were going with Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu and I are getting along quite well. The day before yesterday afternoon, after Xiaoyu's school had a parent-teacher conference, they went on holiday, so I took her to see a movie. Although Xiaoyu is only a junior in high school, she is already 168 cm tall and has a graceful figure. That day, she was dressed quite lightly, wearing denim shorts and showing off her long, white, and straight legs.

When Xiaoyu saw me, she stood with her hands behind her back, tiptoed, and twirled around, making me a little flustered. After the movie, I suggested we rest at the hotel next door, and to my surprise, Xiaoyu shyly agreed! I was so excited, but just as we reached the hotel entrance, the phone rang. It was my sister, saying she suddenly felt dizzy and wanted me to take her to the hospital. I said to ask Linxi, but she said she wasn't home. I then suggested Wu Boyu, but she didn't say anything, coughed twice, and hung up.

I felt a little guilty. Xiaoyu, who was already hesitant, seized the opportunity and said, "Brother, you should go quickly; I'll go home by myself." After putting Xiaoyu in a taxi, I rushed back to pick up my sister. When I got to the door, I noticed that the hood of her car was warm. I went upstairs to take her to the hospital, but she said she was fine, just feeling a little unwell, and that some hot water would make her better. I was a little suspicious. She had been following Xiaoyu and me, and only called to stop us when she saw us about to enter the hotel. I felt like she was deliberately messing with me! I really don't understand why she would do this. It's okay for her to have a boyfriend, but not for me to date other girls!

The thing is, my sister and her boyfriend have been dating for over a year, and Xiaoyu and I have been dating for about half a year. Apart from a little awkwardness at the beginning, my sister and I have always gotten along very well!

So, we started giving each other the cold shoulder. Last night at dinner, Dad wasn't home. Linxi noticed something was off between my sister and me and asked what was wrong. My sister put down her chopsticks and went to the living room to watch TV. I said nothing was wrong, I was just in a bad mood, and went back to my room. I didn't speak to my sister until I went to bed. This morning, I found that the photo of Xiaoyu that I used as wallpaper on my phone had been replaced with my sister's photo. She must have sneaked into my room last night while I was asleep, took my phone, and changed it!

I ran over and confronted her, asking why she had messed with my phone! My sister raised an eyebrow and said casually, "So your wallpaper has always been mine, right? I just didn't like it, so I changed it. My phone was dead last night, so I borrowed yours to play some games. What's the big deal?"

I angrily snatched her phone. She used to use my photo as her wallpaper, but later, probably afraid Wu Boyu would misunderstand, she changed it to a picture of the two of them together.

However, when I swiped to open the screen, it was a picture of a dog… I had a vague feeling that my sister still couldn't let go of me, just as I couldn't completely let go of her.

I thought for a long time about whether I should have a serious talk with my sister, like that night when we were little when she had a serious talk with me. This time, I wanted to reason with her.

However, in the end, I didn't dare to call her. Perhaps, subconsciously, I also hoped that this subtle feeling between us could continue.

Oh well, this isn't a problem that can be solved overnight. I'll think about it later. Today is Sunday, and there's a job fair in the city. I took a look, and several private schools are hiring teachers. I plan to bring my resume and give it a try. Although I graduated more than two months ago, I still haven't found a job. I'm too picky about what I can get, and finding a job is so difficult these days.

My sister and I both went to the provincial normal university, but she studied Biology and Life Sciences, a first-tier undergraduate program, while I went to Jincheng College, a third-tier undergraduate program. Our diplomas have the same cover, but their value is worlds apart.

Actually, I also want to be a teacher like my sister, especially a high school teacher. Imagine being surrounded by a group of beautiful female students every day! Even without a romantic teacher-student relationship, just looking at them would be a feast for the eyes! Unfortunately, my resumes have been submitted several times, but they've all disappeared into thin air. I'm still hoping to try my luck, just in case some blind school takes a liking to a mediocre student like me and hires me as a teacher—even a PE teacher

would be fine! The only printer in our house is in my sister's room. After she went to work, I turned on her computer to revise my resume. I felt my previous resumes were too thin, and I wanted to add more content to impress recruiters, but I didn't know what to write. So I opened my sister's Baidu search bar to find some resume templates to refer to. My sister is a complete computer illiterate and doesn't have the habit of clearing her browsing history. When I hovered my mouse over her Baidu search bar, several of her recent search records popped up. This has happened before; they're mostly about American dramas she likes to watch or cosmetics she wants to buy—none of which interest me.

I glanced at them, about to enter a resume template, when I noticed something strange in this pop-up. I squinted and carefully read through all the index information, and was completely stunned!

Is it illegal for a biological daughter to marry an adopted son?

What are the articles in the Marriage Law that prohibit marriage?

How can I hide my relationship with a non-biological brother from my family?

...I felt my face flush red and then pale, and my blood pressure was rising! It wasn't because the content was too stimulating or discordant, but because my sister seemed convinced that I wasn't her biological brother!

The way she searched must mean she had already obtained some solid evidence!

I suddenly remembered that her change in attitude towards me started after Dad needed a blood transfusion during his surgery. Could it be that because my blood type didn't match Dad's, she suspected I wasn't my parents' biological child? Even I, a terrible student, know that it's perfectly normal for a child's blood type to not match their parents'; blood tests for kinship have no scientific basis. She's a biology teacher, surely she knows that? No! Precisely because my sister is a biology teacher, she's even less likely to be wrong! I know my own blood type is AB, but I've never paid attention to my parents' or sister's blood types.

Right, the medical records!

My family has a habit of keeping the medical records whenever someone is sick and goes to the hospital. After my mother passed away, Linxi kept this habit so she could show them to the doctor if needed in the future. Last time, when my father and sister were both hospitalized, their records were definitely kept.

I went to the study and pulled out a thick stack of medical records from the drawer. I found their records from their last hospitalization. Since they all involved blood, I easily found my father and sister's blood types among the pile of test reports. Both father and daughter are type O. I flipped further back and found some of my father's regular medical records.

I continued flipping and finally found my mother's medical records from ten years ago when she was hospitalized for liver cancer. My mother was also type O! Although I didn't understand the relationship between blood type and genetics, I searched it on Baidu. Back in my sister's room, I checked, and sure enough, both my parents were blood type O. There was absolutely no way they could have given birth to me, who was blood type AB!

The stark reality, a bolt from the blue! I was an orphan! Ugh! I wasn't my parents' biological child! Where did I come from? Was I found or adopted? Where are my biological parents? Are they dead, or did they abandon me all those years ago? I took out my phone, wanting to call my dad to confirm, but I held back. He'd kept it from me for over twenty years; he must have had his reasons. Anyway, it's been twenty years, what's one more? His heart isn't doing so well now; what if he were scared to death?

Oh, I suddenly understand why he always seemed to dislike me when I was little—I wasn't his biological son!

I don't care about my dad; I didn't receive much fatherly love from him anyway. But what about my sister? How am I supposed to deal with that?

To be honest, right now, I'm more concerned about my sister, who has suddenly become estranged from me, than about my own background. I clicked through all the content she had searched for, because I wanted to know if it was legal. My mind was in complete turmoil. I skimmed through it, not quite understanding, but it seemed like as long as my family didn't object, there was nothing wrong with it. After finishing, I carefully deleted my browsing history, shut down the computer, and left my sister's room.

Why even go to the job fair? I spent the whole day hiding in my bedroom, overthinking, feeling like my head was about to explode!

During dinner, my sister still didn't talk to me. After dinner, Dad went back to his room to play cards, and Linxi changed into a gray tight-fitting tracksuit, preparing to go for a night run. Linxi is only thirty years old, and so beautiful; sometimes, she's even more fashionable than my sister. A while ago, she was obsessed with League of Legends, but probably because she wasn't good at it and always got beaten by me, she recently stopped playing and joined a newly popular night running group for beautiful women in the city.

After Linxi left, I said, "Sister, you must be tired after a long day. Let me help you with the dishes." At home, mopping the floor is my job, and washing dishes is always my sister's. She said no, but I still went into the kitchen with her to help her. My sister thought I was trying to be friendly, so she just smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything.

After hearing Lin Xi close the door, I hugged my sister from behind to see her reaction. She jolted, pushed me away forcefully, and whispered, "What are you doing?"

I chuckled and said, "Nothing, it's been a while since I hugged you like this. We used to hug all the time, why are you reacting so strongly?" My sister blushed, feigning composure, and scolded playfully, "You little rascal, you're getting naughtier and naughtier! You even take advantage of your sister!" "

Hehe, it's not like I haven't taken advantage of you before, besides… we're not even blood relatives," I said casually. My sister was clearly startled, wiped her face with the back of her hand, and tried to squeeze past me. I put my hand on the wall, blocking her way. "

You know about this because of Dad's blood transfusion in the hospital last time, right?" I wanted to confirm.

My sister stared at me for a good ten seconds before biting her pink lips and nodding. "Yes, you're blood type AB, while Dad, Mom, and I are all blood type O, so I know you can't possibly be their biological child."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" I asked. I didn't believe her at first either. My sister relaxed her shoulders, leaned against the wall opposite me, and secretly took Dad's and both of our hairs to have our university professor do DNA testing. Because it involved three-way testing, it took a while; the results only came back yesterday.

My sister looked towards the living room. I let go of her hand that was blocking my way. She went into the living room, opened her bag, and took out a booklet of testing materials, handing it to me. I took the materials, sat on the sofa, and after reading them, remained silent.

Blood type has an extremely low chance of being wrong, but DNA is absolutely certain. My sister sat beside me, as usual, one hand on my shoulder.

I turned to look at her: "So... what are we going to do from now on?" She understood what I meant, and somewhat absentmindedly, slowly removed her hand, shifting her weight off the sofa. She pursed her lips and said, "I don't know, don't ask me."

Our eyes met, gazing at each other for a long while. Then my sister lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes.

Just then, Dad came out of the study and asked, "What's wrong with you two?"

I stood up, ready to show the DNA test results to my father. My sister tugged at my hand, but I shook my head. We'd have to confront him sooner or later anyway. She let go of my hand, and my father took the materials with a puzzled look. He squinted, tilting his head slightly to the side, holding the paper up to the light to see it more clearly. He's getting old; his hair is white, and his eyesight is failing. By the time he reached the second page, his face had turned ashen, and his hands began to tremble. Suddenly, he slammed the materials to the ground, roaring, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Huh? I was bewildered. Why was he reacting like this? As my adoptive father, he should have known all along that I wasn't his biological child! I stared blankly at my father, while he glared at me angrily, his face trembling with rage.

I hadn't seen him this angry in a long time, but I wasn't afraid of him anymore. I glared back at him, but the key thing was, I didn't understand why he was angry! Just then, the door opened with a thud, and Lin Xi came in panting: "Oh my god, the smog is so thick! We're not going out tonight!" "

You're always so irresponsible, all you do is play!" Dad didn't dare get angry at me. He turned around and transferred his anger to Lin Xi. Lin Xi was stunned by what he said, standing at the door, dumbfounded. "Damn it

, I've raised her for over twenty years for nothing, and I don't even know whose son she is!" Dad turned back, glanced at me sideways, and spat on the ground. "

Dad! What are you saying!" My sister rushed over, picked up the DNA report from the ground, and said, "Did you even look at it properly? You're just talking nonsense!" "You and Xiaofeng aren't related by blood, and neither am I, which means Xiaofeng isn't Mom's biological son! My mother has been dead for ten years, how can you doubt her!"

Dad's lips were still trembling, and he was breathing heavily, seemingly not believing what his sister was saying. His sister paused, then softened her tone and said, "Dad, things have come to this, just tell us the truth. Was Xiaofeng adopted by you and Mom back then?"

Dad was still furious: "Adopted? Adopted what! He's a bastard!"

"Bastard?" I was also angry, clenching my fists. "You can insult me, but you can't tarnish my mother's reputation!"

"Old Lin… calm down!" Lin Xi finally understood and whispered angrily. "

Shut up! You're a little slut too!" "Don't think I don't know about you and Zhang Yunkai!" Dad pointed at Lin Xi and yelled. "

Who are you yelling at! Don't make false accusations without evidence! Did you see me and Zhang Yunkai doing 'that'?!" Lin Xi retorted angrily. "Don't yell at Lin Xi, come at me if you dare!" Seeing Dad about to hit Lin Xi, I rushed over and grabbed his arm. "If you can't do it yourself, who else can you blame? You used to hit me all the time when we were little, and I didn't blame you, but now that you want to hit those two, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Xiaofeng! Don't talk nonsense!" My sister scolded me again.

"Let go of me!" Dad stared at me, his eyes bloodshot!

I realized I had gone too far with my words, so I let go.

"Fine! You're rebelling, huh?" Dad pointed at the three of us one by one, his whole body trembling violently. "Damn it! I've had two wives, and they've both cheated on me. Now you, this bastard, are going to beat me up again?"

Suddenly, Dad's eyes rolled back, and he clutched his chest and collapsed onto the sofa! "Dad!

Lao Lin!"

Four hours later, in the corridor outside the ward, my stepmother—or rather, Lin Lan's stepmother—and I sat facing each other on blue plastic chairs. We were both smoking, neither of us speaking, but I could see that her gaze towards me had become shifty.

Lin Xi didn't actually smoke much; she only smoked occasionally when she encountered difficult situations at work or argued with her father. But today she had already smoked seven or eight, which showed that she was just as agitated as I was. I stared at Lin Xi's exposed, fair ankles, and a strange thought suddenly occurred to me: if my father and I weren't related by blood, would there be no ethical or moral constraints between Lin Xi and me? But that thought vanished in an instant. It was too wicked; she was, after all, my adoptive father's wife!

He still didn't seem to believe it. Lin Xi muttered something to me, but it sounded more like she was talking to herself. Back in the 1980s, my father was a notorious gangster in the city. He only left the underworld and started a legitimate business after the crackdown. He didn't even graduate from junior high school, so he wouldn't listen to anything about blood type or DNA. Just now in the ambulance, he was mumbling that he knew my mother had given birth to me, this bastard child, with a man named Yang Dagui, and that once he recovered, he would definitely kill Yang Dagui!

"Of course not. If I were born to my mother, then there would be no connection between my DNA and my sister's. So I'm definitely not her biological child. But I also deduced from this that my father really didn't know I wasn't related to them by blood. Maybe my mother didn't know this before she died, Linxi. 'My dad's awake, he wants you to come in.' My sister came out of the ward, took off her mask, and said with a haggard face.

'Oh.' Linxi threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stubbed it out with the sole of her shoe, and got up to go into the ward. '

Is it anything serious?' I asked my sister. Dad had fainted twice before due to heart disease, but he was rescued in time both times.

My sister nodded, sat down in the seat next to me, and said in a low voice: 'Xiaofeng, do you think... it's possible that when you were born in the hospital, the baby was switched at birth?

Switched at birth?'" I turned my head, and because we were so close, and my sister was leaning towards me, my nose touched her face. She quickly pulled away, pursing her cherry lips, and moved slightly to the side. "Hmm… newborns all look pretty much the same," my sister said, gently wiping her cheek. "Maybe the nurses mixed you up with the other babies?" I vaguely remembered Mom saying that you were weak when you were born and spent several days in the incubator! "

Really?" I sniffed; the lingering fragrance made me think this kind of thing only happened in TV dramas. "

Otherwise, how do you explain it?" my sister countered. "

Then… check the hospital's security camera footage from back then?

" "Are you stupid!" My sister poked my head with her index finger. "Back in twenty years ago, there weren't any security cameras!" she said. "But we could check the old obstetric records through acquaintances to see if there were any other newborn boys born around the same time as you." I nodded; it seemed to make sense. "

Don't worry about it," my sister continued. "Dad's awake, but he's still very agitated. We need to find a way to make him understand that you really weren't Mom's child with that Yang Dagui guy. But how do we tell him?" "Dad won't listen to me at all," she said. "Should we let Linxi talk to him?" "Forget it," I replied. "

Dad still suspects Linxi and Zhang Yunkai are having an affair. You want her to talk to him?" I scoffed. Zhang Yunkai is Dad's driver and bodyguard, not yet forty, handsome and eloquent. Sometimes, Lin Xi would ride alone in Dad's car to other places on business, sometimes for several days at a time. She and Zhang Yunkai had many opportunities to meet, so Dad's suspicions about them weren't unreasonable. "Uncle Zhang seems quite upright..." my sister frowned, indicating her doubt.

Just then, a scream came from the ward! I quickly got up and rushed in, afraid Dad would hit Lin Xi. Even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse; when Dad gets angry, his fighting power is not to be underestimated. After all, in his youth, he was known as the city's one-on-one fighting king!

Rushing in, I found Dad sitting on the hospital bed, breathing heavily with agitation. Linxi stood beside the bed, covering half her face. "

Get out!" Dad hissed at Linxi as I entered, then lay back down on the bed, turning his back to us.

Linxi brushed past me, tears welling in her eyes, and ran out of the room.

"You get out too! You bastard!" I clenched my fist, about to confront Dad, when my sister grabbed my arm. "

Xiaofeng, Dad's in a bad mood right now. Let's let it go for today. You and Linxi go home first. I'll stay here with Dad," my sister whispered. "

Okay..." I released my fist, left the room, and found Linxi standing in the corridor, leaning against the wall, lighting another cigarette. "

Don't smoke. My sister wants us to go home first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." I snatched the cigarette from Lin Xi's hand and threw it on the ground.

Lin Xi glanced at me, then slowly pulled another cigarette from the pack, lit it, and took a deep drag. Perhaps she was bothered by the smoke, because she coughed, and tears immediately streamed down her face, tracing the handprint on her cheek. It pained me to see her like that. "

Let's go home," I said. Lin Xi didn't reply, silently following behind me into the elevator. When we reached the first floor, the elevator doors opened, and just as I was about to step out, a dark figure rushed in, knocking me off balance!

"Damn it, hurry up and reincarnate..." I cursed, but upon closer inspection, it was Zhang Yunkai. He was also taken aback when he saw Lin Xi and me, but he quickly recovered and asked, "How is the chairman?" "

He's fine, don't go up and bother him. You take me and Xiaofeng home first." Lin Xi said, heading straight for the hospital entrance.

"Um... Mr. Lin, since I'm already here, wouldn't it be better if I went up to check on him?" Zhang Yunkai asked softly.

"Tch!" Lin Xi stopped and glared at him. Zhang Yunkai immediately shut up, quickly ran to the entrance, bowed slightly, and lifted the plastic curtain at the hospital entrance for Lin Xi. Judging from the posture of these two, they didn't seem to be having an affair. Could it be that Dad was overthinking things?

After leaving the hospital, Zhang Yunkai ran to the side of the Mercedes-Benz and opened the back door for Lin Xi. Lin Xi sat in, moved inside, glanced at me, and asked me to sit in the back seat. This Mercedes-Benz is usually occupied by my father or Lin Xi. The front passenger seat was almost empty and was pushed to the front. The headrest was also removed, making it unsafe to sit.

I got into the car, Zhang Yunkai closed the door, walked around to the driver's seat, and turned around to drive home. Lin Xi pressed down her car window by two-thirds, raised her slender legs, and continued to smoke while looking at the night view outside the window. She didn't say anything the whole way.

After getting off the car at home, Lin Xi said to Zhang Yunkai: Go back to the hospital and Xiaolan and the chairman will accompany you. If anything happens, call me. "Yes, Ms. Lin."

Entering the house, Lin Xi bent down to change her shoes, taking off her socks and stuffing them into her running shoes. Standing behind her, I looked at her perfect figure and unconsciously swallowed hard—she was so alluring! As far as I know, Zhang Yunkai is still single. I don't believe he wouldn't be tempted by this beauty, Lin Xi, who's around all day.

Just as I was thinking about things I shouldn't be, Lin Xi suddenly turned around and asked, "Xiaofeng, are you hungry?"

"Hmm?" "A little." I quickly looked away and stammered, "I haven't eaten properly all day." "

I'm hungry too. There are a few packets of instant noodles at home. Do you want them boiled or soaked?" Lin Xi asked.

"Don't bother, just soak it." "Okay." Lin Xi changed into slippers and went into the kitchen. I half-lay down on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, my mind a mess, and had no idea what was on.

Ah! A scream suddenly came from the kitchen. I froze for two seconds before jumping up from the sofa and rushing to the kitchen. Lin Xi was biting her lip, her face contorted in pain. I looked down and saw a shattered thermos flask lying at her feet, along with some fragments of the flask's inner liner. Her trousers were soaked, and steaming hot water was spilled all over the floor. "Are you burned?" I asked anxiously. "

It's okay." Lin Xi bent down, picked up the thermos flask fragments, limped to the trash can, and threw it in.

"You said it was nothing!" I squatted down beside her. Lin Xi was wearing slippers, and the instep of her left foot was badly burned! "Is your leg hurt too?" I helped Lin Xi back to the living room and sat her on the sofa. I carefully rolled up her trouser leg, and sure enough, her calf was red too.

"Oh, it was just a little burn, it's nothing," Lin Xi forced a smile. "

Sit still." I got up, went to the bathroom, filled a basin with cold water, and took a towel and a small stool back to the living room. I sat in front of Lin Xi, placed her foot on my lap, and used the cold water-soaked towel to apply a cold compress to prevent blisters. "Ouch, ouch

, ouch! Be gentle!" Lin Xi let out a soft moan, spreading her beautifully shaped toes. Suddenly, she straightened her leg, and because we were so close, her heel slid forward on my thigh, her toes poking right there! My back was against the coffee table, with no room to back away. Lin Xi seemed oblivious to my embarrassment, her eyes slightly narrowed as she leaned back on the sofa, her legs casually placed. Luckily, the chandelier wasn't on; the only light in the living room was from the television. Lin Xi probably wouldn't notice my face, which was already flushed red. Looking at her fair feet, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. I tried to control myself, but it seems I couldn't quite resist. Ah? Lin Xi must have sensed it with her feet. She gently lifted her foot, sat up, stared at my pants, and slowly pulled her foot back.

"Sorry," I confessed, "I was too close just now." "Hehe, so you like...this?" Lin Xi put her foot back on my lap, twirled her cute toes, and teased.

In the past, she would never have said such flirtatious things to me, and I would never have been so intimate with her. Even when it was just the two of us at home, I would deliberately keep my distance from her. But today, the situation was different. I looked up at her, and she looked at me. I clearly saw a strange ambiguity in her eyes.

"Xiaofeng, do you want to be with me..." Lin Xi pulled her foot back and leaned closer. Was she deliberately teasing me just now? He's not dead yet, how could she do this!

I... I'll go make instant noodles! I steadied myself, got up from the small stool, and tried to escape by stepping over Lin Xi's legs. Unexpectedly, Lin Xi raised her foot again, wedged it between my legs, and hooked it back.

Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell towards her, almost bumping into her shoulder! Luckily, I'm trained, and I quickly rolled over, leaping onto the sofa next to Lin Xi, avoiding crushing her. And that wasn't all. As soon as I sat up, Lin Xi pounced on me, hugging my neck and leaning closer; I could already smell her fragrant breath.

At that moment, I felt like a lamb to the slaughter, unsure whether I was powerless to resist or simply unwilling to. In any case, I instinctively closed my eyes, waiting for her frenzy. But after five seconds, Lin Xi made no further move. I opened my eyes in confusion and found Lin Xi's face further away, smiling strangely.

Tell me, what normal man, aroused like this, could control his impulse? My blood rushed to my head, and I grabbed Lin Xi's neck, ready to launch a counterattack. Just as I was about to kiss her, Lin Xi suddenly stood up, picked up the half-full glass of water on the coffee table, and took a sip. "

What you're thinking isn't impossible," Lin Xi said lightly, tracing the rim of the glass with her fingers, "but you have to agree to one condition."

Sure enough, there's no such thing as a free lunch. She's asking for conditions. What can I do to help her?

Hmm… what conditions? I couldn't resist her temptation and asked weakly. "

Let me be frank with you," Lin Xi said coldly, sitting on the other side of the L-shaped sofa, legs crossed. "I do have an affair with Zhang Yunkai. Your dad knows about it too. He's afraid of family scandals spreading, so he doesn't dare say anything or mention divorce, because I own 25% of our family company's shares." I narrowed my eyes. What was she trying to say?

"Don't think I don't know. That old man is plotting to kick me out of the company." Lin Xi smiled faintly when she saw my lack of reaction, then sighed softly. "It's a pity, thanks to your good son, he's had a relapse and is hospitalized this time. He probably won't make it out of the hospital for a long time. He had heart surgery a few years ago. Just now in the hospital, I secretly asked the doctor, and he said he'd be lucky to live another two months!" "

And then?" I asked coldly.

"Heh," Lin Xi didn't answer directly, pausing before continuing, "Xiao Feng, since I married your father, our company's assets have increased more than tenfold, now exceeding 100 million! But do you know where all this money came from?" I shook my head. "Hmph!" If it weren't for my strategic planning, and even my willingness to sacrifice my virtue to smooth things over with various forces, would Lin Yi be where he is today? Now he thinks he can just let me leave with nothing? Not so easy! Lin Xi was quite agitated, slamming her cup heavily on the coffee table, spilling several drops of water.

After hearing this, I understood a little. I immediately lost interest in her, took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, lit one, and tossed the pack to Lin Xi. She lit one too, took a deep drag, and gradually calmed down. Xiao Feng, you probably don't know this, but you and Xiao Lan are actually on the company's shareholder list. You each own 10% of the shares. "Your dad has offended a lot of people. He's afraid that if he suddenly dies one day, you two kids, so inexperienced, will be taken advantage of. That's why he had his lawyer secretly give you some of his shares. But now that he knows you're not his biological son, he's definitely going to take your shares back! Haha, that's ten million! Are you willing to part with it?

Who doesn't love money? But what exactly are you trying to say?" I asked with a smile. Actually, I don't really care about money because I've never been short of it. I just want to know what Lin Xi's conspiracy is. "It's simple! Now you and I have become his enemies, so we have to work together to protect what's rightfully ours! While we're still shareholders in the company, let's join forces and oust him from the chairman's position!" Lin Xi clenched his fist, speaking fiercely. "

Is it that simple?" "You have 25%, I have 10%, that's only 35%." I said, "Dad used to groom me as his successor, but unfortunately I'm not cut out for it. However, I do know a bit about how companies operate. To make Dad step down, it needs to be done through a majority vote at the shareholders' meeting, which means it requires the approval of shareholders holding more than 50% of the company's shares." "Heh, we're not fighting alone, we have allies." Lin Xi raised an eyebrow and smiled confidently, "As long as you're willing to help, I guarantee it'll work!"

"Who else?" I asked casually, "Don't try to steal a chicken and end up losing the rice."

"And..." Lin Xi narrowed her eyes, suddenly becoming wary, "You'll find out then!"

This cunning guy, I almost managed to trick him into revealing his name.

"Okay, I'll think about it." I remained calm, but my heart was churning with a lot of turmoil, as if I were about to be swept into a huge storm. "

When will you give me an answer?" Lin Xi asked eagerly. "Tomorrow morning," I said. "

Hmm...okay," Lin Xi got up from the sofa, kicked off her other slipper, and walked barefoot towards me. She then hooked her arm around my neck. "Xiao Feng, you know, I've actually liked you for a long time too. Tonight, let's...

hehe, I'm not ready yet," I gently pushed away Lin Xi's approaching lips. "Let's talk about it another day."

I got up and walked towards the door.

"Are you going out?" Lin Xi asked, sounding rather disappointed.

"Yeah." "Where are you going? I'm scared to be home alone!" Lin Xi's imitation of Zhi Ling's voice gave me goosebumps! Let's go see Liu Jian. I casually mentioned that Liu Jian is my childhood friend, and Lin Xi knows him too.

"Heh, you wouldn't be thinking of going back to the hospital to report me, would you?" Lin Xi sneered. "

Now we're comrades in arms," I turned to Lin Xi and smiled, "Don't worry, I know what ten million means! Of course, if we succeed, I think I'll get more than just ten million, right?

You'll also get me!" Lin Xi propped her feet up on the coffee table, wiggling her cute toes. "After this is done, I, Lin Xi, will be yours, not to mention the money!" "

What about Zhang Yunkai?" I asked, changing my shoes. "

Zhang Yunkai? You think I'd actually fall for a driver?" Lin Xi curled her lip, disdainfully. I shrugged and smiled at Lin Xi, opened the door, went out, and let out a long sigh after closing it!

This viper woman is simply terrifying!

Going downstairs, the night wind was a bit chilly. I zipped up my wallet and subconsciously glanced back at the third floor. Sure enough, Lin Xi was leaning on the balcony, grinning at me seductively, something furry in her hand. "

Catch it, my darling! From today onwards, that car is yours." Lin Xi tossed the thing down, and I took two steps to catch it. It was Lin Xi's car keys, with a fox tail dangling from the keychain—quite fitting for her foxy nature! "Thank you, Mom!" I said, "There are neighbors from our complex passing by nearby; we can't reveal our strange relationship!"

Although my family is considered wealthy, we only have two cars: my sister's Mini and Linxi's Maserati. My dad is an experienced driver, but he's not very skilled. Zhang Yunkai's Mercedes-Benz S-Class is the company car.

My sister's Mini was bought for her by my dad after she started working. He never mentioned buying me a car, and I'm too shy to ask him for one, even though I love cars. As for Linxi's Maserati Executive, it was a gift from my dad last year for their tenth wedding anniversary. It's the top-of-the-line model, worth over two million yuan. I've driven it a few times, and it's been awesome!

After taking the Maserati out of the garage, I called Liu Jian while driving, wanting to spend the night at his house. Liu Jian and I were deskmates from elementary school to high school, and we were really close. But he dropped out of high school and went into the underworld. He started by learning car repair, and later opened his own repair shop. Now he's a small business owner, and he even found a beautiful girlfriend. He's living a more comfortable life than me.

But he didn't answer the phone. It was almost 11 o'clock; he was probably already asleep.

I can't go back to the hospital. What if Dad finds out about this and has another heart attack, killing him?

I wandered aimlessly through the streets for a few minutes when my phone rang. It must be Liu Jian.

I was circling the island and didn't even look at the screen. I answered directly: "Idiot, why are you taking so long to call back? Having fun with your wife?"

Uh… a faint female voice came from the other end. I glanced at the screen—it was Jiang Xiaoyu! "That's my high school girlfriend!" "Ah, sorry, Xiaoyu, I thought it was Liu Jian!" I quickly apologized. In front of Xiaoyu, I've always been a gentle and warm older brother. "

Hehe, it's okay, bro, where are you? Busy?" Xiaoyu asked. "

Driving? What's wrong?"

"Oh, you drive then, be careful. I'll call you later." "

It's okay, go ahead." "Um… my mom went to the provincial capital for a meeting, and I'm home alone. I'm a little scared, so I called you…" Xiaoyu said timidly. She comes from a single-parent family, with only her mother, but I've never met her because her aunt doesn't know about my relationship with Xiaoyu.

"Huh? You're home alone?" I was stunned for two seconds before I realized what she meant.

"Brother! Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to chat with you... just chat for a bit.

You can hang up now, I'll be at your place in fifteen minutes."

"Ah! No! Brother, don't come any closer! I... I'm scared!" Xiaoyu panicked. "

Hehe, what are you scared of?" I teased, "Afraid I'll take advantage of you?" "No... I'm scared... Brother, um... if you really come, remember to buy that..." Xiaoyu said as if she had made a huge decision. "

Buy what?" I really didn't understand this time, a late-night snack?

You know, that... essential, oh dear, I'm so embarrassed, I'm hanging up!

My heart skipped a beat! Xiaoyu's house isn't actually far from mine; it usually takes me about twenty minutes to walk there. But I was driving Linxi's car aimlessly, going in the opposite direction. Now, I was in such a hurry to find Xiaoyu that I didn't care about traffic rules anymore. I crossed the double yellow lines to make a U-turn and rushed towards her house.

But I wasn't so reckless as to run a red light. This Maserati is a luxury car after all, weighing two tons with me. It wouldn't be good if I caused an accident and injured someone.

While waiting at the red light, a yellow sports car slowly pulled up in the left lane, revving its engine loudly. As soon as the light turned green, the sports car sped off. I glanced at it; it was a Porsche, license plate with four 8s—pretty cool. The driver was definitely a rich kid. I didn't care who the driver was right now; I kept driving, quickly catching up to the Porsche and overtaking it. Unexpectedly, the Porsche beeped twice, accelerated suddenly, overtook me, and immediately merged into my lane, slowing down. When I was about ten meters away, the Porsche suddenly turned on its taillights and slammed on the brakes, almost rear-ending me!

Damn! I barely managed to stop behind the Porsche, and couldn't help but roll down my window and yell at it.

The Porsche's window was closed, so it probably didn't hear me, and it sped off again, quickly putting distance between my Maserati and the car.

Normally, with my temper, I would have definitely given in to it, but today I held back. Xiaoyu was home, all freshly bathed and waiting for me!

I focused on driving, steadily accelerating, but the Porsche in front of me started slowing down again. Its obviously modified brake lights almost blinded my titanium alloy eyes! I simply changed lanes, not wanting to get into a fight, but the Porsche immediately changed lanes too, continuing to weave in and out of my way! Was it trying to challenge me? Although I don't own a car, I've been driving for five years. Besides, this Maserati in Linxi has over 500 horsepower, so it's not much slower than the Porsche. I floored the accelerator and headed straight for the Porsche's rear. Just before we hit it, I swerved sharply to the right to avoid the Porsche, overtook it, and then sped away while still on full throttle.

The Porsche probably didn't expect me to make such a clean overtaking maneuver and didn't react for a while. In just a few seconds, I had left it nearly a hundred meters behind. Unfortunately, there was another red light ahead, so I had to ease off the accelerator. As I coasted to the intersection, the Porsche caught up again, right next to the Maserati, and stopped on my right. I ignored him because I was turning left at the next intersection. The Porsche window rolled down, and the driver was a slightly sleazy-looking fat man, tall and burly, his massive head practically touching the Porsche's roof. I expected him to give me the middle finger or something, but instead, he just looked at me with a lewd grin!

Lin Xi's car was a bright red, and the window tint was very dark, so the fat man probably couldn't see me inside. He probably thought the driver was a beautiful woman, which is why he was flirting with me! Sure enough, as soon as I rolled down the passenger window, the fat man's face immediately changed. He muttered "Damn it," turned his head away, and quickly rolled up the Porsche window. Why

wasn't he at home in the middle of the night, instead of having a fit of madness on the street! The light turned green, and the fat guy sped off again. I thought that was the end of it, but then he re-entered my lane, blocking the Maserati, and drove at a leisurely pace.

I was getting a little annoyed, so I tried the same trick again, changing lanes to the right of the Porsche to overtake. This time, the fat guy reacted quickly; seeing me about to overtake, he immediately accelerated, and the two cars were almost side-by-side. But the Porsche was a sports car after all, and even with the accelerator floored, I couldn't completely overtake him. Instead, the Porsche overtook me by half a car's length. I released the accelerator and gave up, but the Porsche changed lanes in front of me again and suddenly slammed on the brakes! I panicked immediately. The car was already going over 100 kilometers per hour. At such a close distance, there was no way I could brake in time. As I slammed on the brakes, I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that there were no cars behind me. I quickly swerved to the left to avoid them. I could clearly feel the Maserati's rear wheel slip, and it veered diagonally across two lanes, almost crashing into a taxi coming from the opposite direction!

I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness I'm alright. That fat bastard, he was just playing around, but this was a death sentence! The Porsche was also parked there. I angrily got out of the car and strode towards it. The fat guy also climbed out of the car, leisurely lighting a cigarette. Damn, I didn't expect this guy to be so tall, easily 1.9 meters, and weighing over 250 pounds. He looked like a black tower on the road.

But my anger was already ignited, and there was no reason to hold it back. "Fuck your mother!" I growled, quickening my pace. In Northeast China, most swear words start with these three words, at most escalating to "I fuck your mother!" or "I fuck your mother!" and so on. There's not much variation because we Northeasterners don't really fight with insults; we just start fighting! Damn it! The fat man glared and yelled back. Damn it! I went from walking to running, and from three meters away, I launched a flying kick straight at his stomach! Whether it was because I was too fast and he didn't react in time, or because he never expected someone shorter than me to take the initiative, the fat man didn't budge an inch, taking the kick head-on.

I landed smoothly, and the fat man staggered backward, crashing heavily into his Porsche with a thud.

"You dare kick me!" The fat man bent over, clutching his stomach, completely bewildered! He's pretty tough! I was a little surprised too; I'd rarely encountered someone who could still talk after taking my kick. Thick flesh definitely has its advantages! But since I'd already started, there was no reason not to subdue him! So I went up and kicked him again, this time smarter. I didn't kick his stomach, but aimed directly at the fat guy's face.

I realized then that this fat guy really had no fighting experience; he didn't know how to dodge or block at all. He took the kick, and blood gushed from his nose, turning his face into a bloody mess!

"You bastard!" The fat guy covered his nose, his voice a little slurred, probably biting his tongue. "

Do you know why I hit you, you idiot?" I asked, squinting my eyes.

"Fuck you!!" I said. "Still not convinced?!" I kicked the fat guy again, but not with all my might. Unexpectedly, the fat guy dodged nimbly this time, and I stomped on the Porsche, leaving a footprint.

Just as I was about to continue beating the fat guy, he nimbly opened the car door, climbed back in, and slammed the door shut. "Open the door, get out!" I punched the car window; damn, it was hard, my fist stung. "

Don't you dare run away! I'll fucking kill you!" Through the window, the fat guy cursed at me a couple of times, then pulled out his phone, probably to call for help. "Damn it, still not giving up!" I gritted my teeth and kicked the Porsche door repeatedly, until my shoe fell off. The fat guy drove a few meters forward, then stopped. I limped after him, switching to my other foot to kick him. I figured I could just fix the car! The fat man looked at me in terror from inside the car, phone in one hand and driving with the other. He drove another ten meters or so, and when I chased after him again, he didn't dare stop and just drove off.

Coward! I hopped back to where I was, and just as I put my shoes on, I heard the roar of an engine coming from behind me! I turned around and saw that the fat man was actually reversing back, trying to run me over! I couldn't beat him, so I quickly dodged onto the curb. Luckily, the sidewalk was being renovated, and there was a pile of cement bricks on the side of the road. I picked one up, hid it behind my back, and returned to the road. The fat man slammed on the brakes and rammed the car into me again. I grabbed a paving stone and threw it at the Porsche's windshield, then quickly ran back to the sidewalk. With a loud bang, the paving stone hit the driver's side directly in front, instantly turning the windshield into a chrysanthemum-shaped mess. The fat man brought the Porsche to a stop, and I saw him inside, his mouth slightly agape, his face green with fear!

It seems the bricks are more effective. I picked up another one, held it in my hand, and walked towards the Porsche with my head down. This time, the Porsche didn't move. The fat man stared blankly as I approached, without any reaction. I grabbed the brick and smashed it against the driver's side window, but after seven or eight blows, the window only cracked, not shattered. It was probably bulletproof glass. After a few more blows, I gave up, threw away the brick, returned to the sidewalk, sat on the pile of bricks, and smoked, waiting for the fat man to get out of the car. He didn't get out. He stayed in the car, still shaken, for a while, then started making a phone call, glancing in my direction every now and then to make sure I hadn't run away. Run away my ass! This damn fat man clearly tried to run me over, so this isn't over!

I called Xiaoyu and told her I'd be late. She asked what was wrong, and I said I'd been in a car accident, but it was nothing serious, I'd be done in a bit. Xiaoyu said, "Don't worry, I'll wash up properly."

"Heh, wash up where?" I teased her, knowing the answer already. "Ugh!" Xiaoyu hung up. Before I'd even finished my cigarette, the roar of modified cars filled the air. A gleaming silver GTR appeared first, driving against traffic and stopping next to the Porsche. Three thugs emerged, looking menacing, each wielding a baseball bat. Soon, several more sports cars appeared, parking haphazardly on the road. There were about twenty people in total, including a slightly older man in a leather jacket—I recognized him.

My spot was dimly lit, and a trash can blocked my view

. These thugs probably hadn't noticed me; they were looking around and shouting. I lit another cigarette and remained seated on the brick pile to keep them occupied. Seeing that everyone was there, the fat man finally got out of his car and pointed directly at me: "That idiot! Kill him!"

The thugs immediately rushed over and surrounded me. I flicked my cigarette butt away, grabbed a brick, and stood up. My gaze fell on the man in the leather jacket who seemed to be the leader. If I wasn't mistaken, his name was Zhao Yutao. "Damn it, you dare hit my brother Hao!" one of the thugs to my right cursed, striking first with a baseball bat aimed at my arm. Here, fights are rarely about hitting the head; even thugs are afraid of killing someone!

I raised my hand to block with the brick. *Crack!* The baseball bat smashed the brick to pieces. What kind of quality is this? A shoddy job!

The thug who hit me paused, stunned. I tossed aside the broken brick, dusted my hands, and continued looking at Zhao Yutao. He looked puzzled, probably not recognizing me yet. "Brother Feng?!" Finally, the guy realized what was happening, his eyes lighting up like he'd seen a beautiful woman. "When did

you get back?! Feng... Brother Feng? Could it be... Lin Feng?" The fat man's face changed drastically.

Zhao Yutao glared at the fat man: "You son of a bitch, you dare mess with Brother Feng? Get lost!

" "Ah! Brother Feng!" The fat man was quick-witted; he immediately hid the baseball bat behind his back, puffed out his chubby face, and gave an awkward smile. "I was blind to your greatness, I apologize!" "

Get lost!" Zhao Yutao hissed. "Yeah, I'm getting lost! I'm getting lost!" The fat man chuckled sheepishly, retreated from the crowd, and slunk towards the Porsche. The group of thugs began to whisper among themselves. "Fatty, racing god, come back." I waved. "Huh? Something else, Brother Feng?" The fat man turned around, his face pale. "

What's your name?" I asked.

"Li... Li Tianhao," the fat man said with a forced smile. "

That name sounds familiar, but I can't quite place it." "I don't want to take advantage of you. I've beaten him up, smashed his car, and vented my anger. I'll pay for the repairs. I'm always a reasonable person, especially since this fat man is now Zhao Yutao's brother." "No need, no need, Brother Feng, I can fix it myself, haha, sorry, Brother Feng, for troubling you!" The fat man waved his hands repeatedly, backing up to his Porsche as he spoke, got in, and drove off.

In half a month, I thought about a lot of things, and began to realize that all these beatings and killings were meaningless. Finally, under the influence of my sister, I changed my ways and went to the provincial capital to study with her in college. From then on, the city's arena no longer had the name of Mayor Lin Feng. Without my help, Liu Jian's power quickly declined.

Haha, this guy is a bit pretentious, forget it, it’s all in the past tense, so don’t mention it.

Now, as long as they don't take the initiative to provoke me, I will not choose to return to the world.

When I got to Xiaoyu's building, I checked my phone. Good, not much time wasted. Just as I was about to go upstairs, I suddenly remembered I'd forgotten to buy a raincoat. I quickly ran out of the complex. There was a small supermarket across the street. I nervously went in and wandered around aimlessly, feeling a little nervous. After all, it was my first time buying something; how could I act like I was a regular? "Sir, what would you like?" A sweet-looking saleswoman approached the shelves and asked. "Ah… just looking around, looking around." My face flushed red. "Hehe, some items aren't on the shelves, they're at the checkout." The saleswoman smiled and walked away. "Um, thank you." I nodded slightly in thanks, then pretended to browse around again, but I really couldn't find any condoms. Did they not carry them? I casually grabbed two bags of potato chips and went to the checkout. The pretty cashier was already waiting there; she seemed to be the only one in the supermarket, and she was quite busty! "Just this?" The cashier took the chips and scanned the barcode. Hmm… I gritted my teeth, still too embarrassed to ask her if they carried condoms. "Not buying gum?" The cashier looked at a pile of small items to the left of the checkout counter.

I followed her gaze. I rarely went to the supermarket; my sister usually bought me things when I was short of something, but I knew that supermarkets usually had gum and lollipops displayed next to the checkout counter.

Huh? What brand of gum is this? Durex? Curious, I picked one up—wow, it was a three-pack of raincoats! Hehe, thanks. I smiled, my impression of the pretty woman instantly improving. I handed her the Durex, took out my wallet to pay, and she was very considerate, letting me buy what I wanted while avoiding any embarrassment.

I ran back to my apartment complex with the plastic bag. Xiaoyu's curtains were closed, but I could see the light was on inside. I hurried up the stairs, stood at Xiaoyu's door, and knocked three times. My heart was pounding; tonight was going to be a sleepless night!

Soft footsteps came from inside the door. The cat's beige eyes flickered for a moment, then clicked open the security door a crack. A unique scent of Xiaoyu wafted out—violet. But she didn't come out; she shuffled back in her slippers. When I came in, I saw Xiaoyu shyly run into another room, turning back to give me a bashful smile. That must have been her bedroom. Back in the bedroom, Xiaoyu had already gotten off the bed, standing barefoot by the edge. She was only wearing a white tank top, clearly showing the youthful curves of her body, with a glimpse of her tender waist below her navel. She stood there shyly, unsure of what to do with her hands. Her hair was half-wet, and her face was flushed. She looked absolutely adorable. "I'm so nervous! Can you turn off the light?" Xiaoyu asked shyly, her hand already reaching for the lamp. "But I want to see you." I said, "It's the first time, how can we leave it in the dark?" "Then... let's not turn it off." Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, slipped back to bed, and after a few rustling sounds under the covers, she stretched out her hand. I went to the bedside, and Xiaoyu pulled the covers over herself—(foreplay omitted for 758 words). "

I'm scared!

" "Don't worry, it won't hurt." I comforted her, as if that was the line I always said in these situations.

Xiaoyu's mouth was slightly open, looking at me in fear, her eyes widening, then suddenly her brow furrowed! "What's wrong?" "We haven't officially started yet," I asked. "Listen!" Xiaoyu looked at the half-open bedroom door, and I jumped in fright!

Xiaoyu's face changed drastically; she pushed me off her, sat up straight, and listened intently.

A ghost? I've been reading a lot of supernatural novels on Black Rock Network lately, and I'm actually starting to believe in them!

Clang, clang, clang—it's the sound of a key on the security door! Oh no! My mom's back! Xiaoyu jumped out of bed in a panic, grabbed a Raichu and started putting it on her beautiful legs! Your mom? Holy crap! It wasn't until she'd put her underwear on up to her knees that I realized what was happening. I quickly rolled out of bed—why bother with underwear? I just slipped on jeans and a t-shirt, tucking the underwear under Xiaoyu's pillow. Xiaoyu? Still awake? Xiaoyu's mother had already come in; judging from the sound, she was changing her shoes at the door.

My entire sequence of actions was completed in five seconds. After putting on my slippers, I sat in Xiaoyu's chair, took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself down quickly. "

You're… Xiaoyu's boyfriend?" Surprisingly, Aunt Jiang didn't get angry. This time, it was my turn to open my eyes and speak! "Hehe, come sit down, Xiaoyu. Why does your bedroom smell strange?" Aunt Jiang frowned, took off her shawl, and went back into the living room.

Xiaoyu and I exchanged a glance, then sniffed the air—nothing smelled! "Xiaoyu, don't you know to bring some fruit or drinks when guests come over?" Aunt Jiang scolded Xiaoyu from the living room. "Oh, I'll go get them!" Xiaoyu shuffled to the bedroom door in her slippers, glancing back at me worriedly. I gave her an OK sign; she's my future mother-in-law, after all, I'll have to face her sooner or later. "Come often." Aunt Jiang saw me to the door. I went downstairs, and as I turned the corner of the stairs, I looked back. Aunt Jiang was still smiling at me from the doorway. I bowed again and said goodbye. I only heard the security door close when I got down to the first floor.

It was a bit cold outside the apartment building, and I shivered as I unzipped my jacket, preparing to put it on.

*Thud*, something fell out. I put my jacket back on, bent down, and picked it up—it was my underwear! There were two unused condoms inside. Oh well, I'll use them next time. I got into my Maserati, adjusted the seat to make room, took off my jeans, grabbed my condom and threw it out the window, then put my underwear and jeans back on, started the engine, and slowly drove away from the complex.

Just as I left the complex, Xiaoyu's text message came in: "Honey, I love you, mwah!"

Honey? Doesn't she always call me "brother"?!

I raised an eyebrow smugly. It was definitely different having been in close contact before.

Too bad I didn't get to have any close contact!

My plans were ruined. Where was I supposed to spend the night?

I kicked the door a few times, just about to leave, when it opened! Uh… I was completely bewildered. "Why are you still home?" Standing before me was Lin Xi, wearing only her underwear, her face flushed, reeking of alcohol! "Sweetheart," Lin Xi said frivolously, her eyes glazed over, "Why are you so late? Come drink with me!" For some reason, my mind went blank, and I inexplicably followed Lin Xi into the room… The smell of alcohol in the room was even stronger than on Lin Xi herself. Within half a minute of entering, I was already a little tipsy.

It was midday, the curtains were drawn, and the lights were off, casting a dusky glow in the room. Several empty bottles lay scattered on the floor—some white liquor, some red wine. Judging by the scene, Lin Xi was drinking white liquor like it was red wine and red wine like it was beer.

Lin Xi usually had a good tolerance for alcohol, easily downing a jin of Wuliangye (a type of Chinese liquor) and still being able to drive afterwards. But today, she was clearly drunk. She was swaying as she walked, struggling to maintain her balance by digging her toes into the floor. She walked to the sofa, leaned against the coffee table, and sat down. Then she grabbed a half-full bottle of red wine from the table, leaned back on the sofa, and gulped it down. "Stop drinking!" I rushed over and snatched the bottle from her hand. "Drinking like that will kill you!" "Give it to me!" Lin Xi suddenly blurted out a phrase in Shandong dialect!

Because I have a college roommate who's from Shandong, Lin Xi's accent was so authentic, like the pancakes my roommate brought every semester—it sounded so familiar!

I've also heard my dad occasionally speak in Shandong dialect, mostly when he's drunk. My parents are both from Shandong, and my older sister was born there. When she was two, they came to the Northeast and gave birth to me in this city—or rather, they gave birth to my sister's younger brother in this city, and then they switched me with him at birth.

I already knew this, but I never expected Lin Xi to be from Shandong too!

I picked the showerhead, turned the switch to the far right for cold water, and gave Lin Xi a cold shower.

The water was strong, hitting Linxi's face. She tried to shield herself with her hands, shouting "No! No!"

As she shielded her face, I sprayed water on her body, moving to different spots. Eventually, Linxi seemed to adjust to the cold and stopped resisting in vain. She leaned against the wall, letting me spray her. When

I felt it was enough, I turned off the shower, squatted down in front of her, and slipped, almost falling into the water. I was also a little tipsy. "Feed, feed!" I patted her cheek; she seemed to be asleep.

I filled a mouthwash cup halfway with tap water for her. Lin Xi took it tremblingly, trying several times but failing to bring it to her mouth. I had to help her. Lin Xi drank two sips, tilted her head back to rinse her mouth, spat the water into the toilet, and then wobbled to her feet. As she turned around, she sat down on the toilet to relieve herself!

I quickly turned my back. Whew! After she finished, I secretly turned back. Damn it, she had fallen asleep on the toilet again!

Okay, I found a towel and dried her hair. That should be fine.

I sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Lin Xi's slightly flushed and serene face. To say I had no thoughts would be a lie! During the process of helping her sober up, there was quite a bit of physical contact. After tucking her under the covers, worried she might be uncomfortable from being wet, I reached in and groped around to remove her soaked clothes. The delicate, fleshy feel of her skin, especially her feet, stirred my heart.

But I couldn't; that would be taking advantage of her.

After staying with Lin Xi for a while and making sure she was alright, I decided to leave. The effects of the alcohol were starting to kick in, and if I didn't leave soon, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control my impulses.

Just as I got out of bed, Lin Xi suddenly reached out from under the covers, grabbed my hand roughly, and said: "Don't go! Stay with me!" I didn't move. Just as her grip loosened and she was about to fall, I gently took her hand and placed it back under the covers. She was probably just talking nonsense.

I tiptoed to the door and closed the bedroom door.

Sleep well, you little devil who always tempts me to make mistakes! When you wake up, my sister should be back. She's so kind-hearted; she'll definitely forgive and take good care of you.

Ah! What a struggle! Such a good opportunity, am I really going to just leave like this?

Just as the door was only a few centimeters away, I saw Lin Xi lazily turn over in bed, kicking off the covers. Her alluring sleeping posture perfectly showcased her curves before me!

I couldn't resist the urge after all. I pushed open the door and, as if possessed, walked to her bedside. My breathing and heartbeat quickened. In my mind, an angel and a devil were fiercely arguing!

Devil: Go for it! Go for it now!

Angel: Hmm, he's right! Go for it, you coward!

Faced with such a beautiful woman, although my body was honest, a sliver of reason told me I couldn't do it! I took a deep breath, pulled Lin Xi's thigh back down, tucked her in again, and reluctantly backed towards the door. "Xiao Feng…" As I reached the door, Lin Xi suddenly opened her eyes and called my name! "Huh?" I responded instinctively. "Come here, I need to talk to you about something." Lin Xi actually sat up from under the covers, wrapped the blanket around her chest, and looked at me calmly, not at all like someone who was drunk. Oh… I blushed, slowly walked over, trying to calm myself down quickly, but it was no use. Lin Xi glanced at my trousers, smiled ambiguously, moved further into the bed, and patted the edge of the bed for me to sit down.

I sat down, only daring to look at Lin Xi out of the corner of my eye.

Lin Xi looked down and glanced at herself under the covers: "You're pretty clean!

Hehe… I was afraid you'd catch a cold." I smiled wryly. I admit I'm drunk, Lin Xi raised her head and said seriously, "If you want it, I can give it to you right now."

No, no! I quickly shook my head, I… don't want to!

Really don't want to? Lin Xi tilted her head, pouting her cute little mouth, and said resentfully, "I really hate it when you lie to me. You lied to me so badly this morning, are you going to lie to me again?" I swallowed, not daring to say anything...

My sister is so good to me. Ever since I can remember, she always thinks of me when she has something delicious. Before going to bed at night, she tells me stories and then holds me to sleep. My sister's arms are so warm, with a warm fragrance, which makes me always fight with my deskmate Liu Jian because he always says I smell like a girl. However, even the closest siblings have their disagreements. I remember one winter evening when I was eight years old, my parents went to the south on business. My sister and I got into an argument over something, and I poked her with my toy golden cudgel, hurting her. My sister was a head taller than me at the time, and definitely stronger, but she couldn't bear to hit me. She cried and ran around the house, being bullied by me.

Later, she finally lost her temper, snatched my golden cudgel, ran to the kitchen, and chopped it in two with a kitchen knife. I was terrified, thinking she was going to chop me up with the knife, so I cried loudly. My sister had a soft heart, so she quickly put down the knife, apologized to me, said she would buy me a new golden cudgel the next day, and promised to give me a bath. Only then did I stop crying. It was the coldest time of winter in Northeast China. It was bitterly cold in the middle of the night. After showering, we went back to our room to sleep. We were both wrapped in the blankets. My sister wasn't wearing anything, and she hugged me tightly from behind, using her body heat to warm me. She kept whispering "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" in my ear. I slowly forgave her; after all, I had my faults too. As we hugged, her hands started to wander. After touching me for a while, she suddenly cried. I asked, "Why are you crying?" She said, "Mom is so unfair! She favors boys over girls!" I asked, "How is she favoring boys over girls?" She said, "Look, you have one more thing here than your sister!" I compared our figures, and it was true! My sister cried, "It must be because Mom was biased back then and cut a piece off my body for you!" "Look, the wound's still there!" I said, "Sister, don't cry! What should we do?"

My sister gave me a strange smile and said, "You have to give it back!"

I was terrified, thinking she was going to use a knife, but she said, "Why would I use a knife on you? You just need to..." Unfortunately, after a long time, I still couldn't give it back. Later, we got tired of playing and fell asleep. To be honest, although it hurt a little, it was quite fun. However, when I asked my sister to play again, she absolutely refused. I said, "You need to get treatment!" My sister smiled and said, "No need, my good little brother, I'm already healed." But when my sister was changing her pants, I clearly saw that the wound was still there! What a liar! My older sister is timid by nature and doesn't like to cause trouble, but because she's pretty, she's often harassed by delinquent boys. Whenever I find out, no matter how tall or strong they are, I'll stand up for them and give them a good beating! Of course, most of the time, I'm the one who gets beaten up! One day after school, I arranged a fight with some older boys who had lifted my sister's skirt earlier that day. They beat me so badly I couldn't even crawl out of the alley. It was almost dark when my sister finally found me and gave me a good scolding, telling me never to fight for her again. I said I wouldn't! My sister asked why, "Are you addicted to fighting?" I said, "No, it's not an addiction, it's because I want to be your protector!" My sister was stunned for a long time, then suddenly hugged me and burst into tears! She said, "I want you to be my protector for life!"

One morning in sixth grade, I woke up to find my mattress sticky. My sister was still fast asleep. I lifted the covers and discovered blood on the mattress between us. I was terrified and quickly woke her up. My sister panicked when she saw the blood and immediately called for my mother. My mother came over but just smiled and said it was nothing, congratulating Lan on growing up. At that time, my father's business was gradually getting on track, and we had some savings. A few days later, my parents bought a large house of over 140 square meters in the city, with three bedrooms. From then on, my sister and I slept separately.

Even though we didn't sleep together, my sister was still as good to me as ever.

My older sister is very beautiful, with long, flowing hair and a sweet smile. Liu Jian always says she looks like a South Korean actress. Even though she was only in her final year of junior high at the time, she was already quite well-developed, with a curvaceous figure. Yet, she still dressed very casually at home. Once, my mother couldn't help but remind her, "There are two men in the house; can you be a little more careful?" My sister grinned and said, "One's my father, and the other's my brother. What's the big deal?" But Xiaofeng, my sister turned to me, frowning, "Why do I feel like you've been a little distant lately?"

I chuckled and said, "No, not at all," then blushed and ran back to my room. It wasn't that I was deliberately distancing myself from her, but every time I saw the shape that was faintly visible under my sister's pajamas, I felt very embarrassed, and sometimes I would have reactions I shouldn't have. I didn't dare to look too much, but I really wanted to look. One time, I finally caught a chance and looked to my heart's content. That day was a weekend, my mother wasn't home, my father was playing cards in the study, and my sister went out to play with her classmates. It was the middle of summer, and when she came back, her clothes were almost completely soaked. As soon as she entered the door, she took off her outer clothes and threw them into the laundry basket in the bathroom, and went into her bedroom wearing only a white bra.

I was watching cartoons in the living room when my sister came in. Inexplicably, I followed her. Her bedroom door wasn't closed properly, leaving a gap. I peeked through the crack. My sister had her back to the door, was shirtless, and was bending over to take off her pants. Underneath, she was wearing white underwear. Because they were tight and soaked with sweat, the edges of the underwear curled up as she pulled them down, making it seem like she was having a lot of trouble. I almost went to help her.

After she finished, my sister sat naked on a swivel chair, crossed her legs, and started humming a little tune as she spun around. Like playing a lottery, I hoped that when she finally stopped, she would be facing me directly. And guess what? I was right! The swivel chair slowly came to a stop. My sister leaned back, comfortably half-reclining in the chair, her hands resting on her flat stomach, her legs slightly apart, her toes lightly tracing the floor, her chest fully thrust out. The sight made my breath catch in my throat, and I couldn't help but swallow hard! Hearing the sound, my sister looked up, saw me, her eyes widened, and she quickly sat up straight, bringing her legs together, one hand covering her chest and the other her groin, and let out a scream!

I immediately fled back to my room, hiding in the closet, my heart pounding!

Oh no, if my sister tells Dad, he'll beat me to death!

From childhood to adulthood, my impression of my father has always remained the same: a black suit, a floral shirt, a buzz cut, a big gold chain, a fierce face, a face full of fat, small triangular eyes, and he also liked to wear sunglasses. Once he took off his sunglasses, his eyes were like those of an eagle, practically capable of killing with a look! Not only did he look fierce, but he also had a violent temper. Perhaps it was because I was a disappointment, but my father often beat me. However, my sister always protected me. Several times, when my father hit me with the sole of his slipper, my sister would lie on top of me and take the beating for me without shedding a single tear. She would then turn around and comfort me, saying that my father was just disappointed in me and that he wasn't really mean to me.

But those were all conflicts between my dad and me. This time was different. My sister discovered I was spying on her, and she saw me so clearly! However, my sister didn't seem to complain. I only heard my dad yell "What the hell?" and then she didn't say another word. I never expected that after making such a serious mistake, my sister would still choose to forgive me. But I was still scared. An hour later, my mom pulled me out of the closet, saying, "What are you doing in the closet if you have nothing to do? I looked for you for ages! Come out and eat!" I arrived at the restaurant nervously. My mother and sister were chatting and laughing, while my father held a cigarette in one hand and a newspaper in the other. My sister glanced at me, her gaze indifferent, showing no unusual reaction. However, throughout the meal, she was unusually lively and talkative. I knew she was doing this deliberately, drawing my parents' attention to cover up my unease. For the next two days, however, my sister barely spoke to me. She only pretended to be affectionate with me in front of my parents, turning a cold shoulder to me the moment she turned away. Several times, I mustered the courage to apologize to her, but each time I opened my mouth, she rejected me without hesitation.

I felt like the sky was falling. I thought my sister would hate me for life. But on the third night, after I finished washing up and lay down in bed, the door suddenly opened a crack. My sister, wearing pajamas and underwear, slipped in, shushed me, closed the door behind her, and tiptoed to the bedside. She whispered, "Mom and Dad are asleep. Let's sleep together tonight..." I was so scared I almost wet the bed. I thought she was going to get revenge, but her mysterious manner didn't seem to suggest it.

That night, my sister talked to me earnestly about many things.

One was about the differences between male and female anatomy. She explained it very carefully, but she said that I could only look at her body with her permission, and I was absolutely forbidden from doing anything else!

Secondly, there were the physiological and psychological changes boys experience during puberty. She told me that my curiosity about her body wasn't shameful; it was a normal reaction. She had even been curious about mine before. Thirdly, there were ethical and moral issues between siblings. Although we could be very close, we couldn't cross any lines, and we couldn't get married when we grew up.

After all, we'd grown up together and had a deep emotional foundation, so once we talked it out, everything was fine.

After that, we resumed our close relationship. My sister seemed even more attentive to me. She would wake me up in the morning to tell me to eat properly, or to be careful when riding my bike. She would also tell me not to get into fights with those shady classmates after school, to come home early to help her with her homework, and then sweetly say goodbye before going to school. She was so nagging, even more annoying than my mom! But honestly, though I complained, I was secretly very happy. That period was undoubtedly the happiest time of my adolescence. I was in a particularly good mood at school, and my classmates could tell. Some would ask me, "Do you have a girlfriend?" I would just smile and remain silent, maintaining an air of mystery so they could be envious. The feeling of having a caring older sister at home was something those only children could never understand. Unfortunately, this happy time didn't last long. In my second year of junior high, my mother was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer and passed away soon after.

After my mother's death, the warm atmosphere at home vanished instantly. My father became even more violent, constantly drowning his sorrows in alcohol. When he was drunk, he would find an excuse to beat me, and even my sister would be beaten if she tried to protect me. Once, my sister tried to protect me, and my father hit her on the head with a wooden clothes hanger, causing her to bleed profusely. I was so angry I was trembling. I don't know where I got the courage, but for the first time, I defied my father and pushed him hard. This only resulted in an even more frenzied beating, breaking two of my ribs. I spent three months in the hospital. My sister, heartbroken, took leave from school to stay with me day and night.

During that time, my father didn't come to the hospital once. On the day I was discharged, he did come to pick me up, but with him was a young and beautiful woman named Lin Xi. I vaguely remembered her visiting our house before; she was my father's secretary at his company. But this time, my father made my sister and me call Lin Xi "Mom"!

And so, Lin Xi became the new mistress of my house. Later I found out that Lin Xi was only five years older than my sister and seven years older than me! To be fair, Lin Xi was quite nice to my sister and me after moving in, but my sister always harbored hostility towards her. She secretly told me that before my mother passed away, this vixen was having an affair with my father. Once, when she went to my father's company, she saw Lin Xi sitting on my father's lap through the office window. My mother must have found out about their affair and died of anger! I didn't have that much prejudice against this stepmother, mainly because she was beautiful, with a seductive figure, hot and charming, thick eyelashes, alluring eyes, and sexy thin lips, exuding charm at all times. Especially her delicate little feet, which made me always look at a girl's feet first whenever I saw her. My sister always wore socks at home, unlike my stepmother who was usually barefoot.

Gradually, I grew into a proper man, and my father stopped hitting me as much as before, because he couldn't beat me. Later, my sister and I both got into the same university in the provincial capital. The only reason I chose her university was so she could continue to do my laundry.

My sister spoiled me rotten. Even when she did my laundry, I wouldn't bring it to her; instead, she would come downstairs and shout "Lin-Feng!" and I would gather the dirty clothes together and throw them out the window.

Even if my smelly socks or worn underwear hit her stunningly beautiful face, my sister would never get angry. At most, she would pout and act cute, saying in annoyance, "Why are there so many again?" Every time this happened, dozens of lewd faces would peek out of the boys' dormitory window. Once

, Linxi came to the provincial capital to run some errands for my father and stopped by the school to visit us. It was lunchtime, and Linxi said she wanted to reminisce about her university days and wanted to eat in the cafeteria. My sister was still indifferent to her, but she gave me face, and the three of us went to the cafeteria together. Linxi was very happy and insisted on feeding me, saying that's how she and her boyfriend in university did it! My face turned bright red, and to make matters worse, my buddies saw it. After my stepmother left, they interrogated me, asking if that beautiful woman was my girlfriend. I told them she was my mother! These guys were incredibly jealous of me, saying I was surrounded by beauties, no wonder I looked down on the other girls at school, they must have really high standards!

I could only chuckle awkwardly.

Strangely enough, after that incident, my sister became incredibly clingy. Our classmates gossiped, saying our sibling relationship was a bit abnormal, too clingy—we even walked arm-in-arm, fed each other in the cafeteria, and went on dates all the time on weekends! Some lecherous guys even asked me, "Feng, did something happen between you and your sister?" Of course, I vehemently denied it, but honestly, deep down, I still loved my sister deeply. For a long time, I fantasized that she was adopted, that we weren't related by blood, so we could be together!

Once, on the way back to school after watching a movie, I half-jokingly mentioned this to my sister. She said, "I also wish you were adopted! I like you too, but what can we do when we're siblings?"

她這麼坦誠，我都有點不好意思了。大學期間，我們都沒有談男女朋友，我屬於比較驢的那種學生，但凡有人敢給我姐寫情書，都會被我堵到廁所胖揍壹頓，久而久之，也就沒人追我姐了。

而我只收到過壹封情書，是同專業不同班的壹個美女給我寫的，我得意地拿去顯擺給姐姐看，卻被她當眾撕成碎片，哭著跑開了，壹個禮拜都沒理我！幸虧壹個禮拜之後是她的生日，我豁出去尊嚴，男扮女裝混進了她的宿舍，靠在她宿舍門口給她唱生日歌，才哄得她原諒了我。

That night, when we went out for karaoke, I don't know if she was drunk, but she actually hooked her arm around my neck and, to the astonishment of her friends, forcibly stole my first kiss! After that, the two of them continued to be carefree and inseparable, like one big family, and never had a disagreement again.

Later, my sister graduated first and returned to her hometown to work, becoming a teacher. After entering the workforce, my sister matured a lot, and her relationship with Lin Xi also improved considerably. Lin Xi was keen on introducing my sister to potential partners, who were all said to be quite eligible, but my sister politely declined them all.

Until that time, when she really had no other choice, she started dating a boyfriend.

My sister's boyfriend was named Wu Boyu, and his father was the head of the city's transportation department. All the road and bridge projects my father worked on required approval from Director Wu. Wu Boyu went to the United States to study after high school, completed his MBA, and only returned to China last year. He is tall and thin, fair-skinned, and very popular with women. He likes collecting watches, cars, and SLR cameras; he's a typical "tall, rich, and handsome" guy. My sister's relationship with him has a somewhat politically motivated feel to it. At the time, my father's company had some problems with its bank mortgage loan and went to Director Wu for help. Director Wu subtly suggested that he would help, but only if my sister dated Wu Boyu. My father asked my sister for her opinion, and knowing my father's predicament, she didn't object this time and said they should give it a try. The two got along quite well when they met. My sister told me that she was initially a little resistant, but Wu Boyu's voice was exactly like mine, which immediately made her like him. Director Wu was very happy and personally went to several departments to help my father get the funds sorted out. At first, I felt very uncomfortable, always feeling that my sister had been sold out by my father, so I argued with him. We couldn't see eye to eye, and I almost came to blows. Fortunately, Linxi and my sister separated us. My sister pulled me into her room and comforted me for a while, but she didn't explain much.

Later, I thought about it carefully. My sister couldn't be with me forever, and Wu Boyu seemed to treat her quite well. So I gradually let go of my complicated feelings for my sister and tried to look at other girls. It was purely by chance that I met a girl named Jiang Xiaoyu while browsing a local forum. We hit it off immediately and chatted for a few days before agreeing to meet in person. I was surprised to find out she was a high school student. However, because she was undeniably pretty, I went against my conscience and started dating her.

Xiaoyu's personality wasn't nearly as outgoing as her older sister's; she was a very reserved young woman, so I didn't have any inappropriate thoughts about her. After all, she was a student with pretty good grades, and I couldn't let a relationship jeopardize her future. Therefore, we only met on weekends, and our occasional intimacy was limited to simple kisses and hugs. My sister had also met Jiang Xiaoyu, and coincidentally, they went to the same high school—though my sister was already a teacher, and Xiaoyu was still a student.

My sister never expressed any disapproval of my relationship, only occasionally reminding me that Xiaoyu hadn't graduated high school yet, and that we should be careful about our boundaries so as not to lead her astray. I said I understood, and that I shouldn't let my future brother-in-law lead me astray either.

My sister said very seriously that she was a very traditional person and wouldn't give herself to him easily! I said, "If you won't give yourself to my brother-in-law, are you going to give yourself to me?"

My sister said, "You're such a sister-obsessed person, you're so weird!" Then we started playfully fighting on the sofa! In short, our relationship didn't affect our intimacy. After that, my relationship with Jiang Xiaoyu gradually warmed up, and my sister and Wu Boyu also started talking about marriage.

However, an incident that happened half a month ago changed the trajectory of our lives.

That day, I was attending a company interview when Linxi suddenly called me, saying that my father had been injured at the construction site and was bleeding heavily, and that I should rush to the hospital because he might need a blood transfusion. I immediately took a taxi to the hospital, where my father had already been taken into the operating room. Several of my father's subordinates in the corridor were in a panic, and my sister was also pale with fright. I had to call her several times before she came to her senses. Fortunately, Linxi was calm enough to run around and handle the formalities.

Shortly after, a nurse came out of the operating room and said that the patient had suffered severe blood loss and had a very rare blood type that their blood bank didn't have, requiring a blood transfusion from a family member.

As the man of the house, I naturally volunteered, but the blood test results showed that my father and I were incompatible, so I couldn't donate. Linxi quickly had my sister get her blood tested, and she was a match. She donated 1,000 milliliters of blood to my father, which pulled him back from the brink of death. After that incident, I could sense a subtle change in my sister's attitude towards me. She didn't talk to me as much as before, and she no longer stayed up late with me to watch sports games, going back to her room to rest early.

At first, I thought she was blaming me for not helping to save Dad and for making her donate too much blood. My sister is thin and doesn't have much blood to begin with. After donating 1,000 milliliters, she fainted and had to stay in the hospital for two days to recover. However, the doctor assured me that she had just donated a little too much blood and that it wouldn't have any impact on her health once her blood volume gradually returned to normal. Then I thought about it, and realized that it couldn't be. It wasn't my fault that our blood types didn't match. My sister has always been so good to me, and she's a high school biology teacher. How could she not understand this?

I asked her, and she just smiled and said it was okay. Then she continued to keep a distance from me, neither too close nor too far, for two weeks now. It's been like this, and it's making me feel uneasy.

I asked Linxi if she had noticed her sister acting strangely lately. Linxi smiled and said that it seemed like she wasn't the only one acting strangely. When I asked again, she changed the subject and asked me how things were going with Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu and I are getting along very well. The day before yesterday afternoon, after Xiaoyu's school had a parent-teacher conference, they went on holiday, so I took her to see a movie. Although Xiaoyu is only a junior in high school, she is already 168 cm tall and has a graceful figure. That day, she was dressed quite lightly, wearing denim shorts and showing off her long, white, and straight legs.

When Xiaoyu saw me, she stood with her hands behind her back, tiptoed, and twirled around, making me a little flustered. After the movie, I suggested we rest at the hotel next door, and to my surprise, Xiaoyu shyly agreed! I was so excited, but just as we reached the hotel entrance, the phone rang. It was my sister, saying she suddenly felt dizzy and wanted me to take her to the hospital. I said to ask Linxi, but she said she wasn't home. I then suggested Wu Boyu, but she didn't say anything, coughed twice, and hung up.

I felt a little guilty. Xiaoyu, who was already hesitant, seized the opportunity and said, "Brother, you should go quickly; I'll go home by myself." After putting Xiaoyu in a taxi, I rushed back to pick up my sister. When I got to the door, I noticed that the hood of her car was warm. I went upstairs to take her to the hospital, but she said she was fine, just feeling a little unwell, and that some hot water would make her better. I was a little suspicious. She had been following Xiaoyu and me, and only called to stop us when she saw us about to enter the hotel. I felt like she was deliberately messing with me! I really don't understand why she would do this. It's okay for her to have a boyfriend, but not for me to date other girls!

The thing is, my sister and her boyfriend have been dating for over a year, and Xiaoyu and I have been dating for about half a year. Apart from a little awkwardness at the beginning, my sister and I have always gotten along very well!

So, we started giving each other the cold shoulder. Last night at dinner, Dad wasn't home. Linxi noticed something was off between my sister and me and asked what was wrong. My sister put down her chopsticks and went to the living room to watch TV. I said nothing was wrong, I was just in a bad mood, and went back to my room. I didn't speak to my sister until I went to bed. This morning, I found that the photo of Xiaoyu that I used as wallpaper on my phone had been replaced with my sister's photo. She must have sneaked into my room last night while I was asleep, took my phone, and changed it!

I ran over and confronted her, asking why she had messed with my phone! My sister raised an eyebrow and said casually, "So your wallpaper has always been mine, right? I just didn't like it, so I changed it. My phone was dead last night, so I borrowed yours to play some games. What's the big deal?"

I angrily snatched her phone. She used to use my photo as her wallpaper, but later, probably afraid Wu Boyu would misunderstand, she changed it to a picture of the two of them together.

However, when I swiped to open the screen, it was a picture of a dog… I had a vague feeling that my sister still couldn't let go of me, just as I couldn't completely let go of her.

I thought for a long time about whether I should have a serious talk with my sister, like that night when we were little when she had a serious talk with me. This time, I wanted to reason with her.

However, in the end, I didn't dare to call her. Perhaps, subconsciously, I also hoped that this subtle feeling between us could continue.

Oh well, this isn't a problem that can be solved overnight. I'll think about it later. Today is Sunday, and there's a job fair in the city. I took a look, and several private schools are hiring teachers. I plan to bring my resume and give it a try. Although I graduated more than two months ago, I still haven't found a job. I'm too picky about what I can get, and finding a job is so difficult these days.

My sister and I both went to the provincial normal university, but she studied Biology and Life Sciences, a first-tier undergraduate program, while I went to Jincheng College, a third-tier undergraduate program. Our diplomas have the same cover, but their value is worlds apart.

Actually, I also want to be a teacher like my sister, especially a high school teacher. Imagine being surrounded by a group of beautiful female students every day! Even without a romantic teacher-student relationship, just looking at them would be a feast for the eyes! Unfortunately, my resumes have been submitted several times, but they've all disappeared into thin air. I'm still hoping to try my luck, just in case some blind school takes a liking to a mediocre student like me and hires me as a teacher—even a PE teacher

would be fine! The only printer in our house is in my sister's room. After she went to work, I turned on her computer to revise my resume. I felt my previous resumes were too thin, and I wanted to add more content to impress recruiters, but I didn't know what to write. So I opened my sister's Baidu search bar to find some resume templates to refer to. My sister is a complete computer illiterate and doesn't have the habit of clearing her browsing history. When I hovered my mouse over her Baidu search bar, several of her recent search records popped up. This has happened before; they're mostly about American dramas she likes to watch or cosmetics she wants to buy—none of which interest me.

I glanced at them, about to enter a resume template, when I noticed something strange in this pop-up. I squinted and carefully read through all the index information, and was completely stunned!

Is it illegal for a biological daughter to marry an adopted son?

What are the articles in the Marriage Law that prohibit marriage?

How can I hide my relationship with a non-biological brother from my family?

...I felt my face flush red, then pale, and my blood pressure spiked! It wasn't because the content was too stimulating or discordant, but because my sister seemed convinced I wasn't her biological brother!

Her searching like this meant she must have some solid evidence!

I suddenly remembered her change in attitude towards me, which started after Dad needed a blood transfusion during his surgery. Could it be that because my blood type didn't match Dad's, she suspected I wasn't Mom and Dad's biological child? Even I, a terrible student, know that it's normal for children's blood types to not match their parents'; blood tests for kinship have no scientific basis. She's a biology teacher, surely she understands this? No! Precisely because my sister is a biology teacher, she's even less likely to be wrong! I know my own blood type is AB, but I've never paid attention to my parents' or sister's blood types.

Right, the medical records!

My family has a habit of keeping the medical records whenever someone is sick and goes to the hospital. Linxi kept this habit after Mom passed away, so we can show them to the doctor if we need to go to the hospital again. Dad and my sister were both hospitalized last time, so their records must have been kept.

I went to the study and pulled out a thick stack of medical records from the drawer. I found their records from their last hospitalization. Since they all involved blood, I easily found Dad and my sister's blood types among the pile of test reports. Both father and daughter are type O. I flipped further back and found some of Dad's regular medical records.

I continued flipping and finally found Mom's medical records from ten years ago when she was hospitalized for liver cancer. Mom was also type O! Although I didn't understand the relationship between blood type and genetics, I searched it on Baidu. Back in my sister's room, I checked, and sure enough, both my parents were blood type O. There was absolutely no way they could have given birth to me, who was blood type AB!

The stark reality, a bolt from the blue! I was an orphan! Ugh! I wasn't my parents' biological child! Where did I come from? Was I found or adopted? Where are my biological parents? Are they dead, or did they abandon me all those years ago? I took out my phone, wanting to call my dad to confirm, but I held back. He'd kept it from me for over twenty years; he must have had his reasons. Anyway, it's been twenty years, what's one more? His heart isn't doing so well now; what if he were scared to death?

Oh, I suddenly understand why he always seemed to dislike me when I was little—I wasn't his biological son!

I don't care about my dad; I didn't receive much fatherly love from him anyway. But what about my sister? How am I supposed to deal with that?

To be honest, right now, I'm more concerned about my sister, who has suddenly become estranged from me, than about my own background. I clicked through all the content she had searched for, because I wanted to know if it was legal. My mind was in complete turmoil. I skimmed through it, not quite understanding, but it seemed like as long as my family didn't object, there was nothing wrong with it. After finishing, I carefully deleted my browsing history, shut down the computer, and left my sister's room.

Why even go to the job fair? I spent the whole day hiding in my bedroom, overthinking, feeling like my head was about to explode!

During dinner, my sister still didn't talk to me. After dinner, Dad went back to his room to play cards, and Linxi changed into a gray tight-fitting tracksuit, preparing to go for a night run. Linxi is only thirty years old, and so beautiful; sometimes, she's even more fashionable than my sister. A while ago, she was obsessed with League of Legends, but probably because she wasn't good at it and always got beaten by me, she recently stopped playing and joined a newly popular night running group for beautiful women in the city.

After Linxi left, I said, "Sister, you must be tired after a long day. Let me help you with the dishes." At home, mopping the floor is my job, and washing dishes is always my sister's. She said no, but I still went into the kitchen with her to help her. My sister thought I was trying to be friendly, so she just smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything.

After hearing Lin Xi close the door, I hugged my sister from behind to see her reaction. She jolted, pushed me away forcefully, and whispered, "What are you doing?"

I chuckled and said, "Nothing, it's been a while since I hugged you like this. We used to hug all the time, why are you reacting so strongly?" My sister blushed, feigning composure, and scolded playfully, "You little rascal, you're getting naughtier and naughtier! You even take advantage of your sister!" "

Hehe, it's not like I haven't taken advantage of you before, besides… we're not even blood relatives," I said casually. My sister was clearly startled, wiped her face with the back of her hand, and tried to squeeze past me. I put my hand on the wall, blocking her way. "

You know about this because of Dad's blood transfusion in the hospital last time, right?" I wanted to confirm.

My sister stared at me for a good ten seconds before biting her pink lips and nodding: "Yes, you have type AB blood, while Dad, Mom, and I are all type O blood, so I know you can't possibly be their biological child."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" I asked. I didn't believe it at first either. My sister relaxed her shoulders, leaned against the wall opposite me, and secretly took Dad's and both of our hairs to have our university professor do DNA testing. Because it involved three-way testing, it took a while; the results only came back yesterday.

My sister looked towards the living room. I let go of her hand that was blocking my way. She went into the living room, opened her bag, and took out a booklet of testing materials, handing it to me. I took the materials, sat on the sofa, and after reading them, remained silent. "

Blood type has an extremely low chance of being wrong, but DNA is absolutely certain." My sister sat next to me, as usual, with one hand on my shoulder, and said.

I turned to look at her: "Then... what are we going to do?" She understood what I meant, of course. Looking somewhat dazed, she slowly lowered her hand, shifted her weight off the sofa, and said, pursing her lips, "I don't know, don't ask me."

Our eyes met, gazing at each other for a long while. My sister lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes.

Just then, Dad came out of his study and asked, "What's wrong, you two?"

I stood up, preparing to show Dad the DNA testing data. My sister tugged at my hand. I shook my head; it would have to be clear sooner or later. She let go of my hand. Dad took the data with a puzzled look, squinted, and tilted his head slightly towards the overhead light to see more clearly. He was getting old; his hair was white, and his eyesight was failing. By the time I reached the second page, Dad's face had turned ashen, and his hands began to tremble. Suddenly, he slammed the materials to the ground and roared, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Huh? I was a little confused. Why was he reacting like this? As my adoptive father, he should have known long ago that I wasn't his biological child! I stared blankly at Dad, while he glared at me angrily, his face trembling with rage!

I hadn't seen him so angry in a long time, but I wasn't afraid of him now. I glared back at him, but the key was, I didn't understand why he was angry! Just then, the door opened with a thud, and Lin Xi came in, panting, "Oh my god, the smog is terrible! We're not going out tonight!

You're always so irresponsible, all you do is play!" Dad didn't dare get angry at me. He turned around and vented his anger on Lin Xi, who was stunned by what he said. She stood at the door, dumbfounded. "

Damn it, I've raised him for over twenty years for nothing, and I don't even know whose son he is!" Dad turned back, glanced at me sideways, and spat on the ground. "

Dad! What are you saying!" My sister rushed over, picked up the DNA report from the ground, and said, "Did you even look at it properly? You're just talking nonsense! You and Xiaofeng aren't related by blood, and neither am I. That means Xiaofeng isn't Mom's biological son! My mother has been dead for ten years, how can you doubt her!"

Dad's lips were still trembling, and he was breathing heavily, as if he didn't believe what my sister said. The older sister paused, her tone softening as she said, "Dad, things have come to this, just tell us the truth. Was Xiaofeng adopted by you and Mom all those years ago?"

Dad was still furious: "Adopted? Adopted what?! He's a bastard!"

"Bastard?" I was enraged too, clenching my fists. "You can insult me, but you can't tarnish Mom's reputation!"

"Old Lin… calm down!" Lin Xi finally understood, and said in a low, angry voice. "

Shut up! You're a little slut too! Don't think I don't know about you and Zhang Yunkai!" Dad pointed at Lin Xi and scolded. "

Who are you calling names?! Don't make false accusations without evidence! Did you see me doing *that* with Zhang Yunkai?!" Lin Xi also snapped. "Don't insult Lin Xi, come at me if you dare!" I saw Dad about to hit Lin Xi, so I rushed over and grabbed his arm. "If you can't do it yourself, who else can you blame? You used to hit me all the time when we were little, and I didn't blame you, but now you want to hit those two? Don't blame me for being ruthless!" "

Xiao Feng! Don't talk nonsense!" My sister scolded me again.

"Let go of me!" Dad stared at me, his eyes bloodshot!

I realized that what I had just said was indeed a bit too much, so I let go. "

Fine! You're trying to rebel, huh?" Dad pointed at the three of us one by one, his whole body trembling violently. "Damn it! I've found two wives, and they've both cheated on me. Now you bastard want to hit me again, huh?"

Suddenly, Dad's eyes rolled back, and he clutched his chest and collapsed onto the sofa! "Dad!

Old Lin!"

Four hours later, in the corridor outside the ward, my stepmother—or rather, Lin Lan's stepmother—and I sat facing each other on blue plastic chairs. We were both smoking, neither of us speaking, but I could see that her gaze towards me had become shifty.

Lin Xi didn't actually smoke much; she only smoked occasionally when she encountered difficult situations at work or argued with her father. But today she had already smoked seven or eight, which showed that she was just as agitated as I was. I stared at Lin Xi's exposed, fair ankles, and a strange thought suddenly occurred to me: if my father and I weren't related by blood, would there be no ethical or moral constraints between Lin Xi and me? But that thought vanished in an instant. It was too wicked; she was, after all, my adoptive father's wife!

He still didn't seem to believe it. Lin Xi muttered something to me, but it sounded more like she was talking to herself. Back in the 1980s, my father was a notorious gangster in the city. He only left the underworld and started a legitimate business after the crackdown. He didn't even graduate from junior high school, so he wouldn't listen to anything about blood type or DNA. Just now in the ambulance, he was mumbling that he knew my mother had given birth to me, this bastard child, with a man named Yang Dagui, and that once he recovered, he would definitely kill Yang Dagui!

"Of course not. If I were born to my mother, then there would be no connection between my DNA and my sister's. So I'm definitely not her biological child. But I also deduced from this that my father really didn't know I wasn't related to them by blood. Maybe my mother didn't know this before she died, Linxi. 'My dad's awake, he wants you to come in.' My sister came out of the ward, took off her mask, and said with a haggard face.

'Oh.' Linxi threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stubbed it out with the sole of her shoe, and got up to go into the ward. '

Is it anything serious?' I asked my sister. Dad had fainted twice before due to heart disease, but he was rescued in time both times.

My sister nodded, sat down in the seat next to me, and said in a low voice: 'Xiaofeng, do you think... it's possible that when you were born in the hospital, the baby was switched at birth?

Switched at birth?'" I turned my head, and because we were so close, and my sister was leaning towards me, my nose touched her face. She quickly pulled away, pursing her cherry lips, and moved slightly to the side. "Hmm… newborns all look pretty much the same," my sister said, gently wiping her cheek. "Maybe the nurses mixed you up with the other babies?" I vaguely remembered Mom saying that you were weak when you were born and spent several days in the incubator! "

Really?" I sniffed; the lingering fragrance made me think this kind of thing only happened in TV dramas. "

Otherwise, how do you explain it?" my sister countered. "

Then… check the hospital's security camera footage from back then?

" "Are you stupid!" My sister poked my head with her index finger. "Back in twenty years ago, there weren't any security cameras!" she said. "But we could check the old obstetric records through acquaintances to see if there were any other newborn boys born around the same time as you." I nodded; it seemed to make sense. "

Don't worry about it," my sister continued. "Dad's awake, but he's still very agitated. We need to find a way to make him understand that you really weren't Mom's child with that Yang Dagui guy. But how do we tell him?" "Dad won't listen to me at all," she said. "Should we let Linxi talk to him?" "Forget it," I replied. "

Dad still suspects Linxi and Zhang Yunkai are having an affair. You want her to talk to him?" I scoffed. Zhang Yunkai is Dad's driver and bodyguard. He's under forty, handsome, and eloquent. Sometimes, Lin Xi goes on business trips alone in Dad's car for several days at a time, giving her many opportunities to meet with Zhang Yunkai. So it's not unreasonable for Dad to suspect them. "Uncle Zhang seems quite upright..." my sister frowned, indicating her suspicion.

The words had barely left my lips when Lin Xi screamed from inside the ward! I quickly jumped up and rushed in, afraid my father would hit Lin Xi. Even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse; when my father got angry, his fighting power was formidable. After all, in his youth, he was known as the city's one-on-one champion!

Rushing in, I found my father sitting on the bed, breathing heavily with agitation. Lin Xi stood beside the bed, covering half her face. "

Get out!" My father hissed at Lin Xi as I entered, then lay back down on the bed, turning his back to us.

Lin Xi brushed past me, tears welling in her eyes, and ran out of the ward.

"You get out too! Bastard!" I clenched my fists, about to confront my father, when my sister grabbed my arm.

"Xiaofeng, Dad's in a bad mood right now, let's just let it go for today. You and Linxi go home first, I'll stay and keep him company," my sister whispered. "

Okay..." I loosened my fist, left the ward, and found Linxi standing in the corridor, leaning against the wall, lighting another cigarette.

"Don't smoke anymore, my sister wants us to go home first, we'll talk about it tomorrow." I snatched the cigarette from Linxi's hand and threw it on the ground.

Linxi glanced at me, then slowly took another cigarette from the pack, lit it, and took a deep drag. Perhaps she was bothered by the smoke, she coughed, and tears immediately streamed down her face, tracing the handprint on her cheek. It broke my heart to see her like that. "

Let's go home," I said. Lin Xi didn't answer, silently following behind me into the elevator. When we reached the first floor, the elevator doors opened, and just as I was about to step out, a dark figure rushed in, knocking me off balance! "

Damn it, in such a hurry to be reincarnated…" I cursed, but upon closer inspection, I realized it was Zhang Yunkai. He was also taken aback when he saw Lin Xi and me, but he quickly recovered and asked, "How is the chairman?"

"He's fine, don't go up and bother him. You take me and Xiaofeng home first." Lin Xi said, heading straight for the hospital entrance.

"Um…Mr. Lin, since I'm already here, wouldn't it be better if I went up to check on him?" Zhang Yunkai asked softly.

"Tch!" Lin Xi stopped and glared at him. Zhang Yunkai immediately shut up, quickly ran to the door, bowed slightly, and lifted the plastic curtain at the hospital entrance for Lin Xi. Judging from the posture of the master and servant, they didn't seem to be having an affair. Could it be that Dad was overthinking things? After leaving

the hospital, Zhang Yunkai ran to the Mercedes and opened the back door for Lin Xi. Lin Xi got in, moved a little further in, glanced at me, and gestured for me to sit in the back seat as well. This Mercedes was usually occupied by Dad or Lin Xi; the front passenger seat was almost never used. It had been pushed all the way forward, and the headrest had been removed, making it unsafe to sit there.

I got into the car, Zhang Yunkai closed the door, walked around to the driver's seat, and turned around to drive home. Lin Xi pressed down her car window by two-thirds, raised her slender legs, and continued to smoke while looking at the night view outside the window. She didn't say anything the whole way.

After getting off the car at home, Lin Xi said to Zhang Yunkai: Go back to the hospital and Xiaolan and the chairman will accompany you. If anything happens, call me. Yes, Mr. Lin.

After entering the house, Lin Xi bent down to change her shoes, took off her socks, and stuffed them into her running shoes. I stood behind her, looking at her perfect figure, and swallowed my saliva unconsciously, it was so alluring! As far as I know, Zhang Yunkai is still single. I don’t believe that he will not be tempted by being in contact with this beauty Lin Xi all day long?

Lost in thought, Lin Xi suddenly turned around and asked, "Xiao Feng, are you hungry?"

"Hmm?" "A little." I quickly looked away and stammered, "I haven't eaten properly all day." "

I'm hungry too. There are a few packets of instant noodles at home. Do you want them boiled or soaked?" Lin Xi asked.

"Don't bother, just soak them." "Okay." Lin Xi changed into slippers and went into the kitchen. I half-lay down on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, my mind a mess, and didn't even know what was on.

Ah! A scream suddenly came from the kitchen. I froze for two seconds before jumping up from the sofa and rushing to the kitchen. Lin Xi was biting her lip, her face contorted in pain. I looked down and saw a shattered thermos flask lying at her feet, along with some fragments of the flask's inner liner. Her trousers were soaked, and steaming hot water was spilled all over the floor. "Are you burned?" I asked anxiously. "

I'm fine." Lin Xi bent down, picked up the thermos shards, and limped to the trash can, throwing it in. "

You say you're fine!" I squatted down beside her. Lin Xi was wearing slippers, and the instep of her left foot was badly scalded! "Is your leg injured too?" I helped Linxi back to the living room and sat her on the sofa. I carefully rolled up her trouser legs, and sure enough, her calves were red. "

Oh dear, it was just a little hot, it's nothing," Linxi said with a forced smile. "

Sit still." I got up, went to the bathroom, filled a basin with cold water, and returned to the living room with a towel and a small stool. I sat down in front of Linxi, placed her feet on my lap, and used the cold water-soaked towel to apply a cold compress to prevent blisters. "

Ouch, ouch, ouch! Be gentle!" Linxi groaned softly, spreading her beautifully shaped toes. Suddenly, she straightened her leg, and because we were so close, her heel slid forward on my thigh, and her toes poked right there in there! I was leaning against the coffee table, with no room to back up any further. Lin Xi seemed oblivious to my embarrassment, her eyes slightly narrowed as she leaned back on the sofa, her legs casually placed. Luckily, the chandelier wasn't on, and the only light in the living room was from the TV. Lin Xi probably wouldn't notice my face, which was already flushed red. Looking at her fair feet, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. I tried to control myself, but in the end, I couldn't. "Ah?" Lin Xi must have felt it with her feet. She gently lifted her leg, sat up, glanced at my pants, and slowly pulled her leg back.

"I'm sorry," I confessed, "I was too close just now." "Hehe, so you like... this?" Lin Xi placed her feet on my lap again, twirling her cute toes, and teased me.

In the past, she would never have said such suggestive things to me, and I would never have been so intimate with her. Even when it was just the two of us at home, I would deliberately keep my distance. But today, the situation was different. I looked up at her, and she looked at me. I clearly saw a strange ambiguity in her eyes. "

Xiao Feng, do you want to…" Lin Xi pulled her foot back and moved closer. Could it be that she was deliberately teasing me just now? He's not dead yet! How could she do this!

I… I'll go make instant noodles! I steadied myself, got up from the small stool, and tried to escape by stepping over Lin Xi's legs. Unexpectedly, Lin Xi raised her foot again, wedging it between my legs and hooking it back.

Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell towards her, my hand almost hitting her shoulder! Luckily, I'm trained, and I quickly rolled over, leaping onto the sofa next to Lin Xi, avoiding crushing her. But that wasn't all. As soon as I settled down, Lin Xi pounced on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing close; I could smell her fragrant breath.

At that moment, I felt like a lamb to the slaughter, unsure whether I was powerless to resist or simply didn't want to. In short, I subconsciously closed my eyes, waiting for her frenzy, but after five seconds, Lin Xi made no further move. I opened my eyes in confusion and found that Lin Xi's face was further away from mine, smiling strangely.

Tell me, what normal man, after being teased like this, could control his impulse? My blood rushed to my head, and I grabbed Lin Xi's neck, ready to launch a counterattack. Just as I was about to kiss her, Lin Xi suddenly stood up, picked up the half-full glass of water on the coffee table, and took a sip. "

What you're thinking isn't impossible," Lin Xi said lightly, tracing the rim of the glass with her fingers, "but you have to agree to one condition."

Sure enough, there's no such thing as a free lunch. She's asking for conditions. What can I do to help her?

Hmm… what conditions? I couldn't resist her temptation and asked weakly. "

Let me be frank with you," Lin Xi said coldly, sitting on the other side of the L-shaped sofa, legs crossed. "I do have an affair with Zhang Yunkai. Your dad knows about it too. He's afraid of family scandals spreading, so he doesn't dare say anything or mention divorce, because I own 25% of our family company's shares." I narrowed my eyes. What was she trying to say?

"Don't think I don't know. That old man is plotting to kick me out of the company." Lin Xi smiled faintly when she saw my lack of reaction, then sighed softly. "It's a pity, thanks to your good son, he's had a relapse and is hospitalized this time. He probably won't make it out of the hospital for a long time. He had heart surgery a few years ago. Just now in the hospital, I secretly asked the doctor, and he said he'd be lucky to live another two months!" "

And then?" I asked coldly.

"Heh," Lin Xi didn't answer directly, pausing before continuing, "Xiao Feng, since I married your father, our company's assets have increased more than tenfold, now exceeding 100 million! But do you know where all this money came from?" I shook my head. "Hmph!" If it weren't for my strategic planning, and even my willingness to sacrifice my virtue to smooth things over with various forces, would Lin Yi be where he is today? Now he thinks he can just let me leave with nothing? Not so easy! Lin Xi was quite agitated, slamming her cup heavily on the coffee table, spilling several drops of water.

After hearing this, I understood a little. I immediately lost interest in her, took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, lit one, and tossed the pack to Lin Xi. She lit one too, took a deep drag, and gradually calmed down. Xiao Feng, you probably don't know this, but you and Xiao Lan are actually on the company's shareholder list. You each own 10% of the shares. "Your dad has offended a lot of people. He's afraid that if he suddenly dies one day, you two kids, so inexperienced, will be taken advantage of. That's why he had his lawyer secretly give you some of his shares. But now that he knows you're not his biological son, he's definitely going to take your shares back! Haha, that's ten million! Are you willing to part with it?

Who doesn't love money? But what exactly are you trying to say?" I asked with a smile. Actually, I don't really care about money because I've never been short of it. I just want to know what Lin Xi's conspiracy is. "It's simple! Now you and I have become his enemies, so we have to work together to protect what's rightfully ours! While we're still shareholders in the company, let's join forces and oust him from the chairman's position!" Lin Xi clenched his fist, speaking fiercely. "

Is it that simple?" "You have 25%, I have 10%, that's only 35%." I said, "Dad used to groom me as his successor, but unfortunately I'm not cut out for it. However, I do know a bit about how companies operate. To make Dad step down, it needs to be done through a majority vote at the shareholders' meeting, which means it requires the approval of shareholders holding more than 50% of the company's shares." "Heh, we're not fighting alone, we have allies." Lin Xi raised an eyebrow and smiled confidently, "As long as you're willing to help, I guarantee it'll work!"

"Who else?" I asked casually, "Don't try to steal a chicken and end up losing the rice."

"And..." Lin Xi narrowed her eyes, suddenly becoming wary, "You'll find out then!"

This cunning guy, I almost managed to trick him into revealing his name.

"Okay, I'll think about it." I remained calm, but my heart was churning with a lot of turmoil, as if I were about to be swept into a huge storm. "

When will you give me an answer?" Lin Xi asked eagerly. "Tomorrow morning," I said. "

Hmm...okay," Lin Xi got up from the sofa, kicked off her other slipper, and walked barefoot towards me. She then hooked her arm around my neck. "Xiao Feng, you know, I've actually liked you for a long time too. Tonight, let's...

hehe, I'm not ready yet," I gently pushed away Lin Xi's approaching lips. "Let's talk about it another day."

I got up and walked towards the door.

"Are you going out?" Lin Xi asked, sounding rather disappointed.

"Yeah." "Where are you going? I'm scared to be home alone!" Lin Xi's imitation of Zhiling's voice gave me goosebumps! "Go to Liu Jian's place." I casually mentioned that Liu Jian was my childhood friend, and Lin Xi knew him too.

"Heh, you're not planning to go back to the hospital and report me, are you?" Lin Xi sneered. "

Now we're comrades in arms," I turned to Lin Xi and smiled, "Don't worry, I know what ten million means! Of course, if it succeeds, I think I'll get more than just ten million, right?

You'll also get me!" Lin Xi propped her feet up on the coffee table, wiggling her cute toes. "After it's done, I, Lin Xi, will be yours, not to mention the money!" "

What about Zhang Yunkai?" I asked, changing my shoes. "

Zhang Yunkai?" "You think I'd actually fall for a driver?" Lin Xi scoffed. I shrugged and smiled at Lin Xi, opened the door, and let out a long sigh of relief after closing it!

This viper woman is simply terrifying!

Downstairs, the night air was a bit chilly. I pulled my zipper up to my collar and subconsciously glanced back at the third floor. Sure enough, Lin Xi was leaning on the balcony, giving me a seductive smile, seemingly dangling something furry in her hand. "

Catch it, my darling, from today onwards, that car is yours." Lin Xi tossed down what she was holding, and I took two steps to catch it. It was Lin Xi's car keys, with a fox tail dangling from the keychain, which suited her foxy nature quite well! "Thank you, Mom!" I said, "There are neighbors from our neighborhood passing by nearby, and we can't expose our strange relationship!"

Although my family is considered wealthy, we only have two cars: my sister's Mini and Lin Xi's Maserati. My dad is an experienced driver, but he doesn't drive very well. Zhang Yunkai's Mercedes S-Class is the company car.

My sister's Mini was a gift from my dad after she started working. He never mentioned buying me a car, and I'm too shy to ask him for one, even though I love cars. Linxi's Maserati Quattroporte, on the other hand, was a gift from my dad last year for their tenth wedding anniversary. It's the top-of-the-line model, worth over two million yuan! I've driven it a few times, it's so cool!

After taking the Maserati out of the garage, I called Liu Jian while driving, wanting to spend the night at his place. Liu Jian and I were classmates from elementary school to high school, we were really close, but he dropped out of high school to work. He started by learning car repair, then opened his own repair shop, and now he's a small business owner. He's also found a beautiful girlfriend, and his life is much better than mine.

He didn't answer the phone; it was almost 11 PM, he was probably already asleep.

I couldn't go back to the hospital. What if Dad found out and his heart condition flared up again, killing him?

I wandered aimlessly through the streets for a few minutes when my phone rang. It must be Liu Jian.

I was circling the island and didn't even look at the screen, I answered directly: "Idiot, why did it take you so long to call back? Were you having fun with your wife?!"

Uh… a faint female voice came from the other end. I glanced at the screen—it was Jiang Xiaoyu! My high school girlfriend! Ah, sorry, Xiaoyu, I thought it was Liu Jian! I quickly apologized. In front of Xiaoyu, I'm always a gentle and warm-hearted older brother.

"Hehe, it's okay, bro. Where are you? Are you busy?" Xiaoyu asked.

"Driving? What's wrong?"

"Oh, you drive then, be careful. I'll call you later

." "It's nothing, go ahead." "Um... my mom went to the provincial capital for a meeting, and I'm home alone. I'm a little scared, so I called you..." Xiaoyu said timidly. She said she comes from a single-parent family, with only her mother, but I've never met her because her aunt doesn't know about my relationship with Xiaoyu.

"Huh? You're home alone?" I was stunned for two seconds before I reacted. "

Bro! Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to chat with you... just chat." "

You can hang up now, I'll be at your house in fifteen minutes."

"Ah! No! Bro, don't come any closer! I... I'm scared!" Xiaoyu panicked.

"Hehe, what are you afraid of?" I teased. "Afraid I'll take advantage of you?" "No… I'm afraid… Brother, um… if you really come, remember to buy that…" Xiaoyu said as if she'd made a huge decision. "

Buy what?" I really didn't understand this time, a late-night snack?

You know, that… essential, oh dear, I'm so embarrassed, I'm hanging up!

My heart skipped a beat! Xiaoyu's house isn't actually far from mine; it usually takes me about twenty minutes to walk there. But I'd been driving around aimlessly in Linxi's car, going in the opposite direction. Now, in my rush to find Xiaoyu, I didn't care about traffic rules anymore. I crossed the double yellow lines to make a U-turn and sped towards her house.

But I wasn't reckless enough to run a red light. This Maserati is a luxury car after all, weighing two tons with me. It wouldn't be good if I caused an accident and injured someone.

While waiting at the red light, a yellow sports car slowly pulled up in the left lane, revving its engine loudly. As soon as the light turned green, the sports car sped off. I glanced at it; it was a Porsche, license plate with four 8s—pretty cool. The driver was definitely a rich kid. I didn't care who the driver was right now; I kept driving, quickly catching up to the Porsche and overtaking it. Unexpectedly, the Porsche beeped twice, accelerated suddenly, overtook me, and immediately merged into my lane, slowing down. When I was about ten meters away, the Porsche suddenly turned on its taillights and slammed on the brakes, almost rear-ending me!

Damn! I barely managed to stop behind the Porsche, and couldn't help but roll down my window and yell at it.

The Porsche's window was closed, so it probably didn't hear me, and it sped off again, quickly putting distance between my Maserati and the car.

Normally, with my temper, I would have definitely given in to it, but today I held back. Xiaoyu was home, all freshly bathed and waiting for me!

I focused on driving, steadily accelerating, but the Porsche in front of me started slowing down again. Its obviously modified brake lights almost blinded my titanium alloy eyes! I simply changed lanes, not wanting to get into a fight, but the Porsche immediately changed lanes too, continuing to weave in and out of my way! Was it trying to challenge me? Although I don't own a car, I've been driving for five years. Besides, this Maserati in Linxi has over 500 horsepower, so it's not much slower than the Porsche. I floored the accelerator and headed straight for the Porsche's rear. Just before we hit it, I swerved sharply to the right to avoid the Porsche, overtook it, and then sped away while still on full throttle.

The Porsche probably didn't expect me to make such a clean overtaking maneuver and didn't react for a while. In just a few seconds, I had left it nearly a hundred meters behind. Unfortunately, there was another red light ahead, so I had to ease off the accelerator. As I coasted to the intersection, the Porsche caught up again, right next to the Maserati, and stopped on my right. I ignored him because I was turning left at the next intersection. The Porsche window rolled down, and the driver was a slightly sleazy-looking fat man, tall and burly, his massive head practically touching the Porsche's roof. I expected him to give me the middle finger or something, but instead, he just looked at me with a lewd grin!

Lin Xi's car was a bright red, and the window tint was very dark, so the fat man probably couldn't see me inside. He probably thought the driver was a beautiful woman, which is why he was flirting with me! Sure enough, as soon as I rolled down the passenger window, the fat man's face immediately changed. He muttered "Damn it," turned his head away, and quickly rolled up the Porsche window. Why

wasn't he at home in the middle of the night, instead of having a fit of madness on the street! The light turned green, and the fat guy sped off again. I thought that was the end of it, but then he re-entered my lane, blocking the Maserati, and drove at a leisurely pace.

I was getting a little annoyed, so I tried the same trick again, changing lanes to the right of the Porsche to overtake. This time, the fat guy reacted quickly; seeing me about to overtake, he immediately accelerated, and the two cars were almost side-by-side. But the Porsche was a sports car after all, and even with the accelerator floored, I couldn't completely overtake him. Instead, the Porsche overtook me by half a car's length. I released the accelerator and gave up, but the Porsche changed lanes in front of me again and suddenly slammed on the brakes! I panicked immediately. The car was already going over 100 kilometers per hour, and at such a close distance, there was no way I could brake in time. As I slammed on the brakes, I glanced in the rearview mirror and, seeing no cars behind me, quickly swerved to the left to avoid them. I clearly felt the Maserati's rear wheel slip, and it veered diagonally across two lanes, almost crashing into a taxi coming from the opposite direction!

I breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, no one was hurt. That fat bastard, he was just playing around, but this was a death sentence! The Porsche was parked there too. I angrily got out of the car and strode towards it. The fat guy also climbed out of the car, leisurely lighting a cigarette. Damn, I didn't expect this guy to be so tall, easily 1.9 meters, and weighing over 250 pounds. He looked like a black tower on the road.

But my anger was already ignited, and there was no reason to hold it back. "Fuck your mother!" I growled, quickening my pace. In Northeast China, most swear words start with these three words, at most escalating to "I fuck your mother!" or "I fuck your mother!" and so on. There's not much variation because we Northeasterners don't really fight with insults; we just start fighting! "Fuck!" the fat guy glared back. "Fuck!" I went from walking to running, and from three meters away from the fat man, I launched a flying kick straight at his stomach! Whether it was because I moved too fast and he didn't react in time, or because he never expected someone shorter than me to take the initiative, the fat man didn't budge an inch, taking the entire kick.

I landed steadily, while the fat man staggered backward, crashing heavily into his Porsche with a thud. "

You dare kick me!" The fat man bent over, clutching his stomach, looking completely bewildered! He's pretty tough! I was a little surprised too; I'd rarely encountered someone who could still talk after taking my kick. Thick flesh definitely has its advantages! But since I'd already started, there was no reason not to subdue him! So I went up and kicked him again, this time smarter. I didn't kick his stomach, but aimed directly at the fat guy's face.

I realized then that this fat guy really had no fighting experience; he didn't know how to dodge or block at all. He took the kick, and blood gushed from his nose, turning his face into a bloody mess!

"You bastard!" The fat guy covered his nose, his voice a little slurred, probably biting his tongue. "

Do you know why I hit you, you idiot?" I asked, squinting my eyes.

"Fuck you!!" I said. "Still not convinced?!" I kicked the fat guy again, but not with all my might. Unexpectedly, the fat guy dodged nimbly this time, and I stomped on the Porsche, leaving a footprint.

Just as I was about to continue beating the fat guy, he nimbly opened the car door, climbed back in, and slammed the door shut. "Open the door, get out!" I punched the car window; damn, it was hard, my fist stung. "

Don't you dare run away! I'll fucking kill you!" Through the window, the fat guy cursed at me a couple of times, then pulled out his phone, probably to call for help. "Damn it, still not giving up!" I gritted my teeth and kicked the Porsche door repeatedly, until my shoe fell off. The fat guy drove a few meters forward, then stopped. I limped after him, switching to my other foot to kick him. I figured I could just fix the car! The fat man looked at me in terror from inside the car, phone in one hand and driving with the other. He drove another ten meters or so, and when I chased after him again, he didn't dare stop and just drove off.

Coward! I hopped back to where I was, and just as I put my shoes on, I heard the roar of an engine coming from behind me! I turned around and saw that the fat man was actually reversing back, trying to run me over! I couldn't beat him, so I quickly dodged onto the curb. Luckily, the sidewalk was being renovated, and there was a pile of cement bricks on the side of the road. I picked one up, hid it behind my back, and returned to the road. The fat man slammed on the brakes and rammed the car into me again. I grabbed a paving stone and threw it at the Porsche's windshield, then quickly ran back to the sidewalk. With a loud bang, the paving stone hit the driver's side directly in front, instantly turning the windshield into a chrysanthemum-shaped mess. The fat man brought the Porsche to a stop, and I saw him inside, his mouth slightly agape, his face green with fear!

It seems the bricks are more effective. I picked up another one, held it in my hand, and walked towards the Porsche with my head down. This time, the Porsche didn't move. The fat man stared blankly as I approached, without any reaction. I grabbed the brick and smashed it against the driver's side window, but after seven or eight blows, the window only cracked, not shattered. It was probably bulletproof glass. After a few more blows, I gave up, threw away the brick, returned to the sidewalk, sat on the pile of bricks, and smoked, waiting for the fat man to get out of the car. He didn't get out. He stayed in the car, still shaken, for a while, then started making a phone call, glancing in my direction every now and then to make sure I hadn't run away. Run away my ass! This damn fat man clearly tried to run me over, so this isn't over!

I called Xiaoyu and told her I'd be there later. Xiaoyu asked what happened, and I told her I'd been in a car accident, but it was nothing serious and I'd be done in a bit. Xiaoyu said, "Brother, don't worry, I'll take a good shower."

"Hehe, where to wash?" I teased her, knowing the answer already. "Ugh!" Xiaoyu hung up the phone. Before she'd even finished her cigarette, the roar of modified cars filled the air. A gleaming silver GTR appeared first, driving against the traffic and stopping next to the Porsche. Three thugs emerged, looking menacing, each wielding a baseball bat. Soon, several more sports cars appeared, parking haphazardly in the road. There were about twenty people in total, including a slightly older man in a leather jacket—hehe, I recognized him.

The lighting was dim where I was, and a trash can blocked my view. These thugs probably hadn't noticed me; they were looking around and shouting.

I lit another cigarette and remained seated on the pile of bricks to keep them occupied. Once everyone was gathered, the fat guy finally got out of the car and pointed directly at me: "That idiot! Kill him!"

The thugs immediately rushed over and surrounded me. I flicked my cigarette butt away, grabbed a brick, and stood up, my gaze landing on the guy in the leather jacket who was the leader. If I wasn't mistaken, his name was Zhao Yutao. Damn it, how dare he hit my brother Hao! A thug on my right cursed and struck first, swinging a baseball bat at my arm. Here, fights are rarely about the head; even thugs are afraid of killing someone!

I raised my hand to block with a brick, and *crack*, the baseball bat smashed the brick to pieces. What kind of quality is this? A shoddy construction project! The

thug who hit me froze for a moment. I threw away the broken brick, dusted my hands, and kept looking at Zhao Yutao. He looked puzzled, probably not recognizing me yet. "Brother Feng?!" This guy finally reacted, his eyes lighting up like he'd seen a beautiful woman. "When did you get back?!"

"Brother Feng? Could it be… Lin Feng?" The fat man's face changed drastically.

Zhao Yutao glared at the fat man: "You son of a bitch, you dare mess with Brother Feng? Get lost!"

"Ah! Brother Feng!" The fat man, quick-witted, immediately hid the baseball bat behind his back, puffed out his chubby face, and gave an awkward smile. "I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness.

I apologize!" "Get lost!" Zhao Yutao hissed. "Yeah, I'm getting lost! I'm getting lost!" The fat man chuckled sheepishly, retreated from the crowd, and slunk towards the Porsche. The group of thugs began to whisper amongst themselves. "Fatty, racing god, come back." I waved. "Huh? Something else, Brother Feng?" The fat man turned around, his face pale. "

What's your name?" I asked.

"Li... Li Tianhao." The fat man smiled apologetically.

That name sounds familiar, but I can't quite place it. I don't want to take advantage of you. I've beaten him up, smashed his car, vented my anger, and I'll pay for the repairs. I'm always a reasonable person, especially since this fat guy is now Zhao Yutao's brother. No need, no need, Brother Feng, I can fix it myself, haha, sorry Brother Feng, I've troubled you! The fat guy waved his hands repeatedly, backing up to his Porsche, getting in and driving away.

In the past two weeks, I've come to understand many things. I've realized that all this fighting and killing is meaningless. Finally, influenced by my sister, I reformed and went to the provincial capital to study at university with her. From then on, the city's arena no longer had the name of Mayor Lin Feng. Without my help, Liu Jian's power quickly declined.

Haha, this guy is a bit pretentious, forget it, it’s all in the past tense, so don’t mention it.

Now, as long as they don't take the initiative to provoke me, I will not choose to return to the world.

When I got downstairs from Xiaoyu's house, I looked at my phone. It was fine. I didn't waste much time. Just as I was about to go upstairs, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to buy a small raincoat, so I ran out of the community. There was a small supermarket across the road. I walked in uneasily and wandered around for a while. I was a little nervous. After all, it was my first time to buy it. How could I pretend to buy it often? Sir, what do you need? A pretty saleswoman walked around the shelves and asked me. "Ah...just browsing, looking around." My face flushed instantly. "Hehe, some items aren't on the shelves, they're at the checkout." The saleswoman smiled and walked away. "Um, thank you." I nodded slightly in thanks, then pretended to browse again, but I really couldn't find any condoms. Did they not carry them? I casually grabbed two bags of potato chips and went to the checkout. The pretty saleswoman was already waiting there; she seemed to be the only one in the supermarket, and she was quite busty! "Just this?" The pretty saleswoman took the chips and scanned the barcode. "Um...I gritted my teeth, still too embarrassed to ask her if they carried condoms." "Not buying chewing gum?" The woman glanced at a pile of small items to the left of the checkout counter.

I followed her gaze. I rarely went to the supermarket; my sister usually bought me whatever I needed. But I knew that supermarkets usually had things like chewing gum and lollipops displayed next to the checkout counter.

Huh? What brand of chewing gum is that, Durex? Curious, I picked one up. Wow, it was a three-pack of mini raincoats! "Hehe, thank you," I smiled, instantly feeling much more favorably disposed towards the woman. I handed her the Durex, took out my wallet, and paid. She was very considerate, getting me what I wanted without causing me any embarrassment.

I ran back to the neighborhood with the plastic bag in my hand. Xiaoyu's curtains were tightly closed, but I could see that the lights were on inside. I climbed the stairs quickly, stood at Xiaoyu's door, and knocked three times. My heart was pounding. Tonight was going to be a sleepless night!

Soft footsteps came from inside the door. The cat's beige eyes flickered for a moment, then clicked open the security door a crack. A unique scent of Xiaoyu wafted out—violet. But she didn't come out; she shuffled back in her slippers. When I came in, I saw Xiaoyu shyly run into another room, turning back to give me a bashful smile. That must have been her bedroom. Back in the bedroom, Xiaoyu had already gotten off the bed, standing barefoot by the edge. She was only wearing a white tank top, clearly showing the youthful curves of her body, with a glimpse of her tender waist below her navel. She stood there shyly, unsure of what to do with her hands. Her hair was half-wet, and her face was flushed. She looked absolutely adorable. "I'm so nervous! Can you turn off the light?" Xiaoyu asked shyly, her hand already reaching for the lamp. "But I want to see you." I said, "It's the first time, how can we leave it in the dark?" "Then... let's not turn it off." Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, slipped back to bed, and after a few rustling sounds under the covers, she stretched out her hand. I went to the bedside, and Xiaoyu pulled the covers over herself—(foreplay omitted for 758 words). "

I'm scared!

" "Don't worry, it won't hurt." I comforted her, as if that was the line I always said in these situations.

Xiaoyu's mouth was slightly open, looking at me in fear, her eyes widening, then suddenly her brow furrowed! "What's wrong?" "We haven't officially started yet," I asked. "Listen!" Xiaoyu looked at the half-open bedroom door, and I jumped in fright!

Xiaoyu's face changed drastically; she pushed me off her, sat up straight, and listened intently.

A ghost? I've been reading a lot of supernatural novels on Black Rock Network lately, and I'm actually starting to believe in them!

Clang, clang, clang—it's the sound of a key on the security door! Oh no! My mom's back! Xiaoyu jumped out of bed in a panic, grabbed a Raichu and started putting it on her beautiful legs! Your mom? Holy crap! It wasn't until she'd put her underwear on up to her knees that I realized what was happening. I quickly rolled out of bed—why bother with underwear? I just slipped on jeans and a t-shirt, tucking the underwear under Xiaoyu's pillow. Xiaoyu? Still awake? Xiaoyu's mother had already come in; judging from the sound, she was changing her shoes at the door.

My entire sequence of actions was completed in five seconds. After putting on my slippers, I sat in Xiaoyu's chair, took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself down quickly. "

You're… Xiaoyu's boyfriend?" Surprisingly, Aunt Jiang didn't get angry. This time, it was my turn to open my eyes and speak! "Hehe, come sit down, Xiaoyu. Why does your bedroom smell strange?" Aunt Jiang frowned, took off her shawl, and went back into the living room.

Xiaoyu and I exchanged a glance, then sniffed the air—nothing smelled! "Xiaoyu, don't you know to bring some fruit or drinks when guests come over?" Aunt Jiang scolded Xiaoyu from the living room. "Oh, I'll go get them!" Xiaoyu shuffled to the bedroom door in her slippers, glancing back at me worriedly. I gave her an OK sign; she's my future mother-in-law, after all, I'll have to face her sooner or later. "Come often." Aunt Jiang saw me to the door. I went downstairs, and as I turned the corner of the stairs, I looked back. Aunt Jiang was still smiling at me from the doorway. I bowed again and said goodbye. When I got down to the first floor, I heard the sound of the security door closing.

It was quite cold outside the apartment building, so I shivered and took off my jacket, preparing to put it on.

*Thud!* Something fell out of there. I put on my jacket, bent down, and picked it up—it was my underwear! There were two unused condoms inside. Oh well, I'll use them next time. I got into the Maserati, adjusted the seat back to make room, took off my jeans, grabbed my condom and threw it out the window, then put my underwear and jeans back on, started the engine, and slowly drove away from the neighborhood.

Just as I left the neighborhood, Xiaoyu's text message came in: "Honey, love you, mwah!"

Honey? Doesn't she always call me "brother"?

I raised an eyebrow smugly. It's definitely different after close contact.

Too bad I didn't get to have any close contact!

My hot spring plans fell through, where am I supposed to spend the night?

I kicked the door a few times, just about to leave, when it opened! Uh… I was completely dumbfounded, what are you doing at home? Standing in front of me was Lin Xi, wearing only her underwear, her face flushed, and reeking of alcohol! "Sweetheart," Lin Xi said flirtatiously, her eyes glazed over, "Why are you so late? Come drink with me!" I don't know what I was thinking, but my mind went blank for a moment, and I inexplicably followed Lin Xi into the room… The smell of alcohol in the room was even stronger than on Lin Xi herself, and I was already a little tipsy within half a minute of entering.

It was midday, the curtains were drawn, and the lights were off, casting a dusky glow in the room. Several empty bottles lay scattered on the floor—some white liquor, some red wine. Judging by the scene, Lin Xi was drinking white liquor like it was red wine and red wine like it was beer.

Lin Xi usually had a good tolerance for alcohol, easily downing a jin of Wuliangye (a type of Chinese liquor) and still being able to drive afterwards. But today, she was clearly drunk. She was swaying as she walked, struggling to maintain her balance by digging her toes into the floor. She walked to the sofa, leaned against the coffee table, and sat down. Then she grabbed a half-full bottle of red wine from the table, leaned back on the sofa, and gulped it down. "Stop drinking!" I rushed over and snatched the bottle from her hand. "Drinking like that will kill you!" "Give it to me!" Lin Xi suddenly blurted out a phrase in Shandong dialect!

Because I have a college roommate who's from Shandong, Lin Xi's accent was so authentic, like the pancakes my roommate brought every semester—it sounded so familiar!

I've also heard my dad occasionally speak in Shandong dialect, mostly when he's drunk. My parents are both from Shandong, and my older sister was born there. When she was two, they came to the Northeast and gave birth to me in this city—or rather, they gave birth to my sister's younger brother in this city, and then they switched me with him at birth.

I already knew this, but I never expected Lin Xi to be from Shandong too!

I picked the showerhead, turned the switch to the far right for cold water, and gave Lin Xi a cold shower.

The water was strong, hitting Linxi's face. She tried to shield herself with her hands, shouting "No! No!"

As she shielded her face, I sprayed water on her body, moving to different spots. Eventually, Linxi seemed to adjust to the cold and stopped resisting in vain. She leaned against the wall, letting me spray her. When

I felt it was enough, I turned off the shower, squatted down in front of her, and slipped, almost falling into the water. I was also a little tipsy. "Feed, feed!" I patted her cheek; she seemed to be asleep.

I filled a mouthwash cup halfway with tap water for her. Lin Xi took it tremblingly, trying several times but failing to bring it to her mouth. I had to help her. Lin Xi drank two sips, tilted her head back to rinse her mouth, spat the water into the toilet, and then wobbled to her feet. As she turned around, she sat down on the toilet to relieve herself!

I quickly turned my back. Whew! After she finished, I secretly turned back. Damn it, she had fallen asleep on the toilet again!

Okay, I found a towel and dried her hair. That should be fine.

I sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Lin Xi's slightly flushed and serene face. To say I had no thoughts would be a lie! During the process of helping her sober up, there was quite a bit of physical contact. After tucking her under the covers, worried she might be uncomfortable from being wet, I reached in and groped around to remove her soaked clothes. The delicate, fleshy feel of her skin, especially her feet, stirred my heart.

But I couldn't; that would be taking advantage of her.

After staying with Lin Xi for a while and making sure she was alright, I decided to leave. The effects of the alcohol were starting to kick in, and if I didn't leave soon, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control my impulses.

Just as I got out of bed, Lin Xi suddenly reached out from under the covers, grabbed my hand roughly, and said: "Don't go! Stay with me!" I didn't move. Just as her grip loosened and she was about to fall, I gently took her hand and placed it back under the covers. She was probably just talking nonsense.

I tiptoed to the door and closed the bedroom door.

Sleep well, you little devil who always tempts me to make mistakes! When you wake up, my sister should be back. She's so kind-hearted; she'll definitely forgive and take good care of you.

Ah! What a struggle! Such a good opportunity, am I really going to just leave like this?

Just as the door was only a few centimeters away, I saw Lin Xi lazily turn over in bed, kicking off the covers. Her alluring sleeping posture perfectly showcased her curves before me!

I couldn't resist the urge after all. I pushed open the door and, as if possessed, walked to her bedside. My breathing and heartbeat quickened. In my mind, an angel and a devil were fiercely arguing!

Devil: Go for it! Go for it now!

Angel: Hmm, he's right! Go for it, you coward!

Faced with such a beautiful woman, although my body was honest, a sliver of reason told me I couldn't do it! I took a deep breath, pulled Lin Xi's thigh back down, tucked her in again, and reluctantly backed towards the door. "Xiao Feng…" As I reached the door, Lin Xi suddenly opened her eyes and called my name! "Huh?" I responded instinctively. "Come here, I need to talk to you about something." Lin Xi actually sat up from under the covers, wrapped the blanket around her chest, and looked at me calmly, not at all like someone who was drunk. Oh… I blushed, slowly walked over, trying to calm myself down quickly, but it was no use. Lin Xi glanced at my trousers, smiled ambiguously, moved further into the bed, and patted the edge of the bed for me to sit down.

I sat down, only daring to look at Lin Xi out of the corner of my eye.

Lin Xi looked down and glanced at herself under the covers: "You're pretty clean!

Hehe… I was afraid you'd catch a cold." I smiled wryly. I admit I'm drunk, Lin Xi raised her head and said seriously, "If you want it, I can give it to you right now."

No, no! I quickly shook my head, I… don't want to!

Really don't want to? Lin Xi tilted her head, pouting her cute little lips, and said resentfully, "I really hate it when you lie to me. You lied to me so badly this morning, and now you're going to lie to me again?" I swallowed hard, not daring to say anything...

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