The engagement was with the younger brother, but I've fallen for the older brother.

The next morning, at the Si family's residence.

Si Yimian and Si Ningyou were discharged from the hospital and returned home one after the other.

The police questioned Zhang's mother all night.

She insisted that she was holding a grudge against Ning You for deducting her bonus last time, and that it was a spur-of-the-moment decision.

He did not implicate anyone else.

The whole family was sitting in the living room, and even Mrs. Si, Song Yuehua, who lived far away in the old house, had come over.

"Zhang Ma has been with me for over ten years. She made a mistake for a moment, but she has already realized it."

"But in the end, it's fortunate that no one was killed."

"Zhang Ma has been dismissed, so let's leave it at that."

With a few casual words, he hastily concluded what happened last night.

Si Congshan frowned and immediately retorted.

"Mom, that was intentional assault."

"If Mianmian hadn't recorded the video, she'd be in jail right now."

Song Yuehua looked up and glanced over.

"But Mianmian is alright now, isn't she?"

"The evidence now points to Zhang Ma, and Zhang Ma has confessed. Do you still want to dig deeper into your own family?"

"Does it have to be some dirty secret, so outsiders can laugh at us?"

Si Congshan was rendered speechless by the blockade.

Ruan Qiutang patted the back of his hand, signaling with her eyes not to talk back to the old lady.

According to the Si family tradition, the words of elders are considered serious and impactful.

Si Congshan pinched the bridge of his nose, his face looking tired.

He looked at Si Yimian, who was sitting in a single sofa peeling an orange, with a complicated expression.

Si Yimian had known this would be the outcome all along.

Si Ningyou always leaves herself a way out.

You can't get Zhang Ma to open her mouth.

In addition, back then, Si Ningyou's mother insisted on marrying her uncle, that poor boy.

The old lady declared she was severing ties and, maintaining her haughty demeanor, never saw him again.

The next news I received was the devastating news of my daughter and son-in-law's passing.

Later, the old lady poured all her guilt towards her daughter onto this granddaughter.

Therefore, Si Ningyou is naturally granted immunity from punishment in this family.

Even if she insists that Si Ningyou was the mastermind, without evidence, she can only be presumed innocent.

Holding on to this issue only makes her seem unreasonable and unforgiving.

No need.

Bringing down Si Ningyou is a protracted battle; there's no need to rush it.

Besides, her real intention was not what it seemed.

The more important thing right now is to strike while the iron is hot and convert it into tangible benefits.

"Since Grandma says it's alright, then let's just forget about it."

She broke open the orange, handing one half to Ruan Qiutang and the other half to Si Congshan.

"Mom eats, and Dad eats too."

Ruan Qiutang took the orange, her heart swelling and fermenting instantly at the sight of this obedient gesture.

Si Congshan froze, holding the orange segment in his hand.

The old lady's words were suppressed, but the scales in his heart were swaying violently.

The words Si Yimian said last night felt like a thorn stuck in my heart.

It's not deep, but its presence is extremely strong.

"Mianmian, this time it was the family's oversight that made you suffer."

"Whatever you want, Dad will make it up to you."

Si Yimian was waiting for this sentence.

She wiped her fingers and sat up straight.

"I want to join the project team at Chenxi's Yu'an branch."

As soon as he finished speaking, the living room fell silent.

Yu'an is the medical group of the He family.

He Sichen's territory.

This project is the most important strategic move for the company over the next three years, a medical project with a market value of tens of billions.

Joining means direct access to the core resources of the Hejia family.

In the original story, Si Ningyou acquired a 15% stake through this project.

She's going to cut off Si Ningyou's path to promotion.

Si Congshan hesitated for a moment and didn't reply.

Si Ningyou sat at the other end of the sofa, her expression changed.

She's been working on this project for six months, and she's just waiting to take office next week.

Si Yimian tried to steal the spotlight with just a few words.

Si Ningyou spoke first: "If Mianmian wants it, I'll give it to her, but what about Brother Si Chen..."

She hesitated, then glanced at Si Yimian.

"He's never liked Mianmian, so going there would only make him suffer."

"Moreover, Mianmian is not familiar with the company's business. If she rashly enters the core project, she may end up doing a lot of work for little reward."

Si Yimian nodded, looking obedient.

"That's perfect."

"I've been itching for help lately, and I need someone to keep an eye on me. With Dr. He personally mentoring me, I can improve faster."

Si Yimian looked at Si Congshan.

"Dad just said he wanted to make it up to me, and the best way to make it up to me is to give me the opportunity to grow."

Si Ningyou: "..."

What kind of approach is this?

Ruan Qiutang was amused and reached out to tap her forehead.

"Our Mianmian can be humorous now."

She put down the orange and her tone became more enthusiastic.

"Since I'm just staying at home anyway, it's good to go out and gain some experience."

Si Ningyou's gentle expression froze for a moment.

The old lady put down her teacup, her tone becoming more somber.

"Mianmian, we don't need you to do this job."

"Ningyou lost her parents when she was young because of you, and her health isn't good either. What's wrong with you being more accommodating to her?"

Si Yimian sneered inwardly.

Why should we give up something we can take?

The original owner gave it up.

In the end, they even gave up their own positions.

Only the happy choose to yield to the principle; she is the unhappy one, so she chooses to seize the principle aggressively.

"My sister is not in good health, and I am not in good mental condition either."

"I have antisocial personality disorder, and I tend to get sick when I suffer. My doctor advised me not to suppress myself."

"Look, who gave way to whom?"

Song Yuehua was taken aback, then her face fell.

"Nonsense."

"You're the younger sister, you need to be sensible."

Si Yimian threw the orange peel in her hand into the porcelain plate.

"I am a younger sister, not a Bodhisattva."

"Saving all living beings is not my duty; inheriting the family fortune is."

Ruan Qiutang couldn't help but chuckle, then quickly pursed her lips.

Si Congshan's lips twitched.

After one night, this girl's tongue was so sharp that she could perform a stand-up comedy routine.

Looking at this family, Song Yuehua's chest heaved with anger.

"From the mountain, you just watched her talk back to her elders?"

Before Si Congshan could speak, Si Yimian spoke first.

"Grandma is timid."

"I talked back to you because you showed favoritism first."

"I went missing when I was five, not that I killed someone when I was five."

"You feel sorry for your sister who has no parents, but who are my parents now?"

One sentence stumped Song Yuehua.

Si Congshan rubbed his temples, his head feeling like it was about to explode.

On one side is her biological mother, and on the other is her biological daughter.

There was also an adopted daughter in the middle.

"Let Mianmian give Yu'an's project a try."

Before Song Yuehua could say anything more, Si Congshan raised his hand first.

"Mom, I've made up my mind."

"Ning You still has three projects. Giving one to her younger sister wouldn't be unreasonable."

"Besides, she really needs a chance to prove herself."

"The daughter of the Si family cannot only cry."

Upon hearing this, Si Yimian's eyes lit up for a moment.

"Thank you, Dad."

She suddenly turned her head and smiled warmly, like a gentle spring breeze.

"Sister, I hope you will continue to guide me in the future."

Si Ningyou felt a lump in her throat.

Her project, which she had worked on for six months, just vanished like that?

But she couldn't say no.

She could only nod, her smile more painful than a grimace.

"Okay, if you need anything, I'll definitely help you."

"Thank you in advance, sister."

Si Yimian picked the largest orange from the fruit plate and stuffed it into Si Ningyou's hand.

"fine."

Si Ningyou smiled gently and gracefully.

Si Yimian looked at her and smiled.

This woman is really holding in her anger.

Si Ningyou pinched the orange, her fingertips pinching out crescent moons on the peel.

The juice seeped out and got sticky on my hands.

For eight years, she has thrived in this family.

She knew Si Yimian was a threat the day she returned.

Therefore, they suppress and frame others at every turn.

Only if Si Yimian is a bad person can she turn borrowed things into her own.

She enjoys good fortune when she's lucky, and she tries to take what isn't.

Anyway, she has no parents, so the Si family owes her.

Si Ningyou took a deep breath.

Nothing.

We've won eight years already, one more game won't make a difference.

This scoundrel is just having a final burst of energy before death.

In a couple of days, she'll have plenty of ways to get back at them.