Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

All eyes in the room were on Jian Yiyi.

For a moment, she felt a sense of anticipation mixed with trepidation, like being close to home but feeling apprehensive.

She looked around the magnificent villa. The crystal chandeliers shone brightly, the high-ceilinged living room was spacious and bright, the exquisite furniture was of fine craftsmanship, and the murals on the walls were all treasures. Everywhere she looked, luxury and nobility were on full display.

As a child, she lived in a remote mountain village. Her grandmother was an uneducated old woman from the village, and her so-called "father" was a scoundrel who ate, drank, gambled, and womanized.

As she grew a little older, because her "father" owed a huge gambling debt, she had to wander around to escape the pursuit and beatings of the debt collectors. She followed her grandmother to work in northern Beijing and rented a dilapidated village house in the city.

The walls were peeling and mottled, covered with bluish-brown mold.

The roof leaks, and every time it rains, all the pots, pans, and dishes in the house are put out to catch the rainwater.

In humid weather, white mushrooms will sprout on the floor inside the house.

The clothes she was wearing—a 9.9 yuan T-shirt, secondhand jeans bought on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace), and cloth shoes sewn for her by her grandmother—totaled less than 30 yuan.

When Jian Yi looked at Qin Yuyan, who was the same age as her, she saw that she was beautiful and pretty with red lips and white teeth. The pink dress she was wearing was so exquisite and beautiful. She had never seen such a pretty dress before, let alone worn it.

A sudden feeling of inadequacy and inferiority arose in her heart.

Standing among such a group of distinguished people, she looked like a poor relative from the countryside trying to curry favor with the rich.

Jane's speech faltered: "I...I am..."

Song Xinya grabbed Jian Yiyi's shoulders with both hands, pushed her forward, and introduced her to everyone in a loud voice: "She is my sister, my precious sister."

"ah------!"

Song Tingye suddenly raised both hands to the sky, cheering excitedly, her bright, clear eyes looking at Jian Yiyi: "I knew you were my sister! The moment I saw you, I knew you were my sister!"

He ran towards Jian Yiyi and gave her a warm hug: "Little sister! I've finally found you! I'm so happy! I'm your brother, Song Tingye!"

He straightened up and looked at Jian Yiyi: "I've been waiting for you for so long, and you're finally back. Hurry up, call me 'brother' so I can hear you."

Jane called out obediently, "Brother."

Song Tingye leaned closer to her ear: "Speak louder, what are you shouting? I can't hear you."

Jane raised her voice, her tone clear and crisp: "Brother!"

Song Tingye: "Speak louder, but I still can't hear you."

Jane took a deep breath and shouted even louder, "Brother!"

Song Tingye: "I heard it! I heard it! It's so beautiful, a heavenly sound!"

Jane was a little embarrassed by her brother's enthusiasm, but of course, she was very happy inside.

Song Tingye asked her, "What's your name?"

Jane Yi: "Jane Yi."

Song Tingye: "Wrong. Your name isn't Jian Yiyi, it's Song Tingyou. From now on, your name is Song Tingyou, remember that?"

Song Tingyou: "I'll remember, my name is Song Tingyou."

Song Tingye patted her head: "You're such a good girl, little sister Youyou."

He looked around at everyone in the room, pointed at Qin Yuyan, and said to Song Tingyou, "Let me introduce you. This is our brother-in-law's younger sister, our little princess, Qin Yuyan."

Qin Yuyan walked up to Song Tingyou with a graceful and confident demeanor, extending her hand to her: "Hello, I'm Qin Yuyan. From now on, we'll be good friends."

Song Tingyou took her hand: "Hello, I'm very happy to be your friend."

Qin Yuyan remained confident as always: "I'm so pretty and cute, everyone who can be my friend is happy."

Song Tingyou smiled. She could tell that although this little princess was a bit spoiled, she was friendly, open, and straightforward.

Qin Yuyan: "From now on, I'll call you Youyou. You're Song Tingye's younger sister, so you can call me older sister."

Song Tingyou opened her mouth, wanting to call out to her older sister, "Sister..."

"Stop, stop," Song Tingye looked at Qin Yuyan and said, "What sister? Youyou and I are twins. I was born ten minutes earlier than Youyou, and I was born a few months earlier than you. You should call Youyou sister."

Qin Yuyan scratched her head: "Ah, am I the youngest in the family?"

Song Tingye: "Yes, you are the youngest. We all spoil you. You can continue to be the little princess who is loved by everyone."

Qin Yuyan's almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents: "Okay, I love being a little princess and being loved by everyone."

Song Xinya patted her head: "Everyone, don't stand at the door, come inside."

The family was finally reunited, and Song Xinya personally cooked for them.

Braised lion's head meatballs symbolize reunion and happiness.

Tomato beef balls symbolize family reunion.

Sweet fermented rice soup with glutinous rice balls symbolizes completeness and happiness.

Glutinous rice balls with pearl filling symbolize family reunion.

Red bean and osmanthus-flavored glutinous rice balls symbolize sweetness and happiness.

Brown sugar eight-treasure glutinous rice, symbolizing sweetness and happiness.

The table was covered with round, plump dishes.

Song Xinya shaped the rice in everyone's bowl into a ball.

Song Tingye hugged a rice ball bigger than his face and gnawed on it.

"It reminds me of when I was little. Whenever I didn't want to eat, my sister would roll the rice into balls, and then I would eat."

Song Xinya: "When you were little, you especially loved eating fried dough sticks dipped in chocolate, stir-fried strawberries with celery, stir-fried dragon fruit with shredded potatoes, and stir-fried bitter melon with bananas. Would you like me to make those three dishes for you?"

Song Tingye's eyes widened.

Words!

What kind of shady dish is this?!

Did he lose his sense of taste when he was a child? He actually likes to eat these things!

Song Tingye's gaze shifted, then she looked at Song Tingyou, a mischievous glint in her eyes: "Youyou and I are twins, so whatever I like, Youyou will definitely like too. Sister, hurry up and make it for Youyou."

Song Tingyou waved her hands repeatedly: "I won't eat, I won't eat."

Song Tingye: "Eat, eat! We're all family, don't be shy! Just grit your teeth and stomp your foot, eat!"

Song Tingyou: "Waaah, sister, help me!"

The people at the table burst into laughter.

In a warm and joyful atmosphere, the family happily ate their meal.

In the courtyard, under a crape myrtle tree, stood a tall and handsome young man.

Jin Ruizhi stood in the darkness, looking at the brightly lit living room filled with laughter and joy.

He was all alone, watching others' happiness.

His parents are away from home most of the year, and he has always lived alone.

I walk alone, I eat alone, I celebrate my birthday alone.

He spent New Year's Eve alone.

I've been used to being alone since I was a child, and I don't usually find it lonely or unbearable. But whenever I see other families gathered together, laughing and having fun, I still feel envious.

Jin Ruizhi looked at Jian Yiyi, no, Song Tingyou. Her lips were constantly upturned, her smile was endless, and she was completely immersed in joy.

He knew she was happy now; she was a child who was loved and pampered, and he was happy for her.

Jin Ruizhi rationally knew that he should leave. While others were enjoying family reunions, it was inappropriate for him, an outsider, to stay any longer.

But his legs remained rooted to the spot.

He envied the cheerful laughter that filled the living room.

He envied families who could gather together and eat at a table.

He envied how kind and friendly all his family members were, and how the house was filled with a warm atmosphere.

It's good to see what others have that you don't have yourself.

In the living room, Song Xinya stood up from her chair: "I've also prepared a special dish for you. Wait here, I'll go get it."

Song Tingye: "What kind of main dish is it? Sis, you tell me first, so I can see if it's tough enough."

Song Xinya: "A baked brick, tell me, is it hard enough?"

Song Tingye: "Oh my god, that could break your teeth."

Song Xinya walked towards the kitchen to get the dishes. As she passed the door, she saw a figure under the crape myrtle tree.

When Jin Ruizhi saw Song Xinya looking at him, he quickly turned around and walked towards the door.

Song Xinya chased after her towards the door, yelling, "Stop! Why are you running away? Are you embarrassed?"

Jin Ruizhi: "Did I disturb your meal?"

Song Xinya: "No, have you had dinner?"

Jin Ruizhi: "I'll go home and make myself a cup of instant noodles."

Song Xinya: "Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful, young master."

Jin Ruizhi: "...I'm leaving."

Song Xinya: "Why are you leaving? We're already at my doorstep. If I don't invite you in for a meal, it would seem like I'm being very impolite."

She reached out and grabbed him by the back of the neck, dragging him into the living room: "Everyone, I found a poor little dog at the door. Do you want him to stay for dinner?"

Jian Yi looked at Jin Ruizhi, and their eyes met.

She was the first to speak, saying, "Yes, I want it."

Song Tingye: "Let's drop the 'bar'. Young Master Jin treated us to a meal at the Jingbei Grand Hotel before. It's only polite to return the favor today, so let's treat him to dinner."

Qin Yuyan: "It's lively with lots of people, and I love liveliness."

Qin Yuhe wouldn't say anything that everyone agreed on, lest he spoil the fun.

Jin Ruizhi then sat down at Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe's family dinner.

Song Xinya went to the kitchen, brought out the last main dish, and placed it in the center of the table.

Song Tingye: "That's a real brick! If we eat this, our whole family will have to go to the dentist!"

Qin Yuyan was the first to notice: "This isn't a real brick; it looks like a brick-shaped cake."

Song Xinya: "Yes, it's a brick cake."

The reddish-brown, brick-shaped cake had the following written on it:

Revolutionary kinship is as strong as a brick.

Happy birthday, Youyou.

We are like a brick to you; we'll be there wherever you need us.

Both Song Tingyou and Song Tingye looked puzzled.

Song Tingye: "Sister, are you sure you've got the date right? Youyou's birthday was a long time ago."

Song Tingyou looked at Song Xinya with a puzzled expression: "Yes."

Next to the brick-shaped cake, a pretty little flower was sculpted from white cream.

Song Xinya flicked a smear of white cream onto Song Tingyou's nose: "Youyou, I'm so sorry I couldn't be with you on your birthday this year. I'm making up for it now. Happy birthday to our beautiful Youyou! May you have a peaceful and happy life every year from now on."

Song Tingyou's eyes glistened with tears: "Thank you, sister."

Qin Yuyan: "Let's sing a birthday song for Youyou. I'll start, and you can all sing along with me."

"Happy birthday to you……"

The hall was filled with the sound of everyone singing "Happy Birthday" to Song Tingyou.

As the song ended, Song Xinya said, "Make a wish."

Song Tingyou clasped her hands together and made a sincere wish:

I hope that the people I love and the people who love me are healthy, safe, and free from disasters and hardships, and that they are by my side.

She opened her eyes, blew out the candles, cut the first piece of cake for Song Xinya, and cut the second piece for Qin Yuhe.

The last piece, for myself.

A belated birthday, but the happiest birthday she's ever had.

After the meal, Song Xinya led Song Tingyou to her new room.

The second floor is Song Xinya and Qin Yuhe's private space, while the three of them live on the first floor.

Song Xinya busied herself making the bed for Song Tingyou. The bed was covered with a fluffy, soft pink down comforter, with light lace curtains hanging around it. The edges of the sheets were trimmed with lace and delicate bows, and a row of cute and cuddly plush toys were placed at the head of the bed.

Song Xinya: "Lie down and try it out, see if it's comfortable to sleep on?"

Song Tingyou lifted the quilt and lay down, feeling as if she were sleeping on cotton, light, comfortable, and fragrant.

"Sister, the bed you made is very comfortable to sleep on."

Song Xinya bent down, squatted at the head of the bed, gently stroked her forehead with her palm, and said tenderly to her little sister who had been lost and found again, "From now on, our Youyou will also be a little princess."

Song Tingyou closed her eyes, and two streams of hot tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She choked back tears as she said to Song Xinya, "Sister, I love you."

Song Xinya wiped away her tears: "Youyou, your older sister loves you too."

She leaned down and touched Song Tingyou's forehead: "Sleep well, eat well, grow up well, goodnight, little princess."

Song Tingyou's lips trembled slightly: "Goodnight, sister."

Song Xinya got up and left, while tears streamed down Song Tingyou's face.

Moved, delighted, and happy, she burst into tears of joy.

Song Xinya walked into the living room and saw Jin Ruizhi bribing Song Tingye.

"It's too late, I don't want to go home tonight, Brother Ye, can I squeeze into your bed tonight?"

Song Tingye: "No, no, I like to sleep naked with my butt exposed. If you sleep in the same room with me, you'll see me completely naked."

Jin Ruizhi: "I also like to sleep naked with my buttocks down. If we both sleep naked, I'll look at you, and you'll look at me. Neither of us will lose out."

Song Tingye spat out a mouthful of soda: "No, buddy, imagine two guys lying naked in the same bed, isn't that an eyesore? Can you even look at it?!"

Jin Ruizhi: "It's watchable."

Song Tingye sized up Jin Ruizhi: "Only those with two curves sleep like this, are you fucking lusting after me?"

Jin Ruizhi: "...Don't flatter yourself, I like women."

Song Tingye: "If you like women, you definitely can't sleep naked with me anymore. You're lying naked in the same bed with someone, that's such a precious experience, you should save it for your future girlfriend."

Seeing that negotiations were not going to work, Jin Ruizhi said, "I'll give you ten thousand yuan if you sleep in my bed for one night."

Suddenly, Song Tingye's eyes shone brighter than Ultraman's red underwear!

"Ten thousand yuan! You can sleep in my bed, or even my bed!"

Song Xinya walked over and coughed.

Song Tingye: "Sister, I'm discussing business with Young Master Jin."

Song Xinya: "Are you talking about the kind of business where you sell your body?"

Song Tingye scratched his head: "Sis, what are you talking about? I was just joking. Selling my virginity for ten thousand yuan, am I that worthless?"

Song Xinya: "Even if you sell it for a hundred, nobody will want it."

Song Tingye: "You look down on me, sis? It's not that I'm narcissistic, but with my looks, I'm as handsome as Pan An and as beautiful as Song Yu. I'm young, strong, lean and energetic. If I stood at the door and howled, all the rich women within a ten-mile radius would be fighting to keep me as their sugar daddy."

"You're so young and you don't want to work hard, all you want is to be kept by a rich woman," Song Xinya flicked his forehead. "You donkey does nothing all day but kick your head. You're out of your mind, that's why you're talking nonsense. A man should be self-reliant, you know?"

Song Tingye covered his forehead and understood. After scolding her younger brother, Song Xinya went to the bedroom on the second floor.

Qin Yuhe stood by the table, his white shirt unbuttoned, revealing his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles.

He was holding ointment and cotton swabs, applying medicine to the wound on his abdomen.

Song Xinya quickly went to his side: "I'll do it."

She knelt between his legs, her fair face pressed against his abdomen, and applied medicine to his abdomen.

Qin Yuhe's voice floated down from above: "You're worried about a bunch of younger siblings, and you still remember me. I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Song Xinya paused, her fingers moving slightly.

Is he jealous?