After being diagnosed with a terminal illness, the fake heiress binds herself to a rough-looking man

the next morning.

Jiang Yu went downstairs with bruises under her eyes.

Wang Ma is setting out breakfast in the restaurant.

"Miss is awake? The congee with preserved egg and lean pork was just served and it's still warm."

Jiang Yu glanced at the living room and upstairs.

It was very quiet; there was no one there.

"Where's my brother?"

"I was called away by the company in the middle of the night."

Aunt Wang pushed the cold dishes in front of her.

"He left around 2 a.m. and didn't come back all night. I heard that the Zhao family's project has run into trouble again, and the company is very anxious."

Jiang Yu paused for a moment while holding the spoon.

Last night she was worried that Jiang Yu'an would wait for her at home today, but it turns out he left at two o'clock.

It's good that the job has transferred this menacing figure away.

What she fears most now is not Jiang Yu'an getting angry, but his sinister, unhurried demeanor.

A small ball of light emerged from the edge of the table.

[Host, this is a golden opportunity. Jiang Yu'an is not at home, and the external blockade has weakened.]

Jiang Yu bit her spoon.

"You want me to go find Huo Li again?"

[Scientific life-saving measures, reasonable work schedules.]

"I just went there yesterday."

[Lifespan currently stands at two years and ten days. Given the current danger level of the plot, it is recommended to continue buying more.]

Jiang Yu rolled her eyes, but still took out her phone.

The chat interface is stuck the day before yesterday.

Jiang Yu'an's glaring "Stay away from her" message was still hanging below the message Huo Li had sent.

Jiang Yu's head was throbbing from looking at it.

She typed on the keyboard and deleted. Then she typed again and deleted again.

Finally, I sent three words: "Are you busy?"

Less than three seconds.

Huo Li: [Not busy.]

This was the first time he had replied so quickly, as if he had been waiting for her to contact him.

Huo Li: [Has the dressing been changed?]

Jiang Yu glanced at her left arm.

【not yet.】

Huo Li: [Show me the picture.]

Jiang Yu looked up and around.

Jiang's mother went to play cards, and Jiang's father went to the company early. Jiang Ruoruo hadn't gotten up yet, and only Wang Ma was busy in the kitchen with her back to her.

She rolled up her sleeves, took a picture, and sent it over.

They didn't reply for half a minute.

Huo Li: [Don't get it wet. Stay home today and don't run around.]

Jiang Yu looked at the screen and couldn't help but laugh.

Why are you so controlling, just like my brother?

I regretted it as soon as I posted it.

Mentioning Jiang Yu'an at this critical juncture shows a lack of learning from past mistakes.

As expected, there was no reply.

After a while, my phone vibrated.

Huo Li: [I'm different from him.]

Jiang Yu stared at those words, her heart felt like it had been squeezed, and a burning sensation uncontrollably rose to the roots of her ears.

The little ball of light spun around in my mind.

[Host, the male lead is jealous! So sour, but so healthy!]

"Shut up and go drink your electronic vinegar."

She was just about to type something in reply when she heard the soft sound of slippers scraping the floor at the restaurant entrance.

Jiang Ruoruo went downstairs.

She was wearing a silk loungewear dress, her long hair draped over her shoulders, and she looked tired, as if she hadn't slept well.

Seeing Jiang Yu sitting at the dining table, holding her phone and smiling, Jiang Ruoruo paused in her tracks.

"Is your sister in a good mood today?"

Jiang Yu slammed her phone face down on the table, her expression unchanged.

"Not bad, you slept better than me."

Jiang Ruoruo walked over with a cold face, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Wang Ma quickly brought out a cup of hot milk to smooth things over: "Second Miss, drink it while it's hot."

Jiang Ruoruo didn't touch the cup.

She ignored Wang Ma beside her, staring intently at Jiang Yu, her voice very low.

"Did your older brother go to your room last night?"

The spoon Jiang Yu was using to stir the porridge hit the edge of the porcelain bowl with a crisp sound.

The light in Jiang Ruoruo's eyes dimmed, and her tone became sour, as if she were certain, yet also testing the waters.

"Around 9 p.m., I saw him come out of your room."

The air in the restaurant became still.

Wang Ma wisely retreated to the kitchen.

Jiang Yu raised her eyelids to meet her gaze.

"so what?"

Jiang Ruoruo sneered, her tone almost overflowing with sarcasm and resentment.

"Sister, haven't you always complained that Big Brother is too strict with you, forbidding you from wearing this or going out?"

She leaned forward, her voice even lower.

"But why do I have this feeling that you secretly enjoy him coming to your room in the middle of the night?"

The white porcelain spoon in Jiang Yu's hand stopped at the rim of the bowl.

The steam from the congee with preserved egg and lean pork rose upwards.

The smell made her eyelashes sting slightly, but she couldn't eat a single bite right now.

Jiang Ruoruo said this very softly.

But the disgusting aspects are just as numerous.

Jiang Yu'an's words last night, "You're not my biological sister," were enough to send chills down her spine.

She had nightmares all night, her dreams filled with images of being cornered by Jiang Yu'an.

I finally managed to put on a presentable appearance and go downstairs for a bite to eat in the morning.

Jiang Ruoruo insisted on choosing this time to cause trouble.

really do.

Jiang Yu dropped the spoon into the bowl, making a crisp "clang".

She took a tissue and pressed it to her lips, then lifted her eyelids to look over.

"Were you waiting outside my door last night?"

Jiang Ruoruo's expression froze.

"I was just passing by."

"I passed by around nine o'clock, and I knew exactly when he went in and when he came out."

Jiang Yu crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to her.

"You're quite the professional passerby. The Jiang family villa is so big, it's a waste of your talent. I suggest you apply for a night patrol job at the property management office."

Jiang Ruoruo's face instantly turned bright red.

She definitely didn't sleep last night.

The family reunion banquet two days ago was completely disrupted by Jiang Yu's fall.

Although Jiang's mother held her hand and comforted her the whole time.

She remembered all the looks those ladies and young women gave her.

Some people sympathized with her.

Some people were also watching the spectacle with amusement.

The most dangerous one is Jiang Yu'an.

That was her biological older brother. They were blood relatives.

At the family reunion banquet, Jiang Yu's arm bled a little. He didn't even listen to a word she said, but took off his coat, wrapped it around Jiang Yu, and carried her away.

On what grounds?

Last night, she stood at the corner of the second-floor corridor and watched Jiang Yu'an enter Jiang Yu's room.

The door was closed tightly.

She stood outside for more than ten minutes, and her feet were getting cold.

Later, Jiang Yu'an came out with his shirt collar pulled loose, and he exuded a kind of irritability that she had never seen before.

He was always different in front of Jiang Yu than he was in front of others.

Jiang Ruoruo pinched her palm hard to suppress the burning desire in her chest.

"Sister, don't try to evade the issue with me. You clearly don't like it when your older brother interferes with your clothes and your friends, but when he came into your room in the middle of the night, you didn't kick him out, did you?"

She leaned forward.

"You actually quite enjoy this special treatment behind the scenes, don't you?"

Jiang Yu laughed when she heard this.

I was genuinely so angry I laughed.

The little ball of light peeked into her mind: [Host, we have detected the enemy engaging in despicable moral blackmail. We suggest a counterattack. Don't hold your breath; it's bad for your health.]

Jiang Yu replied coolly in her mind: "I don't need your nonsense, I've grown my own mouth today."

Jiang Yu picked up the hot milk in front of her and slowly took a sip.

Jiang Ruoruo hated this behavior of hers the most.

Even though her identity has been exposed, even though she is no longer the high-and-mighty true daughter of the Jiang family.

The confidence that Jiang Yu possessed, born from being favored, remained deeply ingrained in her.