My sister, whom I raised, has turned evil after faking her death for three years.

Before Jiang Ran could finish speaking, there was another movement on the surveillance screen.

Jiang Yi watched as Su Qing lowered her head slightly and carefully blew air into her wound.

The gentle, slightly cool breeze brushed over the red marks left by the crab's pinch, and it also brushed away the wall that had been building in her heart all afternoon.

That wall was built brick by brick with suspicion, anger, and vigilance, with each brick engraved with "Sister Su is dead" and "This person must be a fake".

But at that moment, the wall collapsed.

A drop of warm liquid landed unexpectedly on the back of Su Qing's hand, which was holding Jiang Yi's fingers, splashing out a tiny water droplet.

Su Qing looked up in a daze and saw Jiang Yi's face covered in tears.

Her large eyes were filled with tears, her lower lip was bitten until it turned white, and she stood there silently, tears falling one after another, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Su Qing's heart tightened, thinking that she was in great pain. She quickly reached out to wipe away the tears on her face and hurriedly comforted her, "Does it hurt a lot? Bear with it, I'll go get you an ice pack."

The moment Jiang Yi touched her cheek, she suddenly took a step forward, opened her arms and hugged her tightly, burying her face in the crook of her shoulder, her voice choked with sobs, barely able to form complete sentences.

"Sister Su... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have doubted you. I shouldn't have hurt you. I clearly saw the injury on your wrist and still treated you like that... I didn't mean to. I was really scared. I was afraid you were a fake, afraid someone was deceiving Xiao Ran, afraid someone was using your face to do bad things... But you are clearly Sister Su... Why didn't I recognize you sooner... I'm sorry, Sister Su, I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry..."

As she spoke, her voice grew louder and louder until she almost burst into tears, her whole body trembling. She looked exactly like the little girl who had fallen and scraped her knee at the entrance of the amusement park six years ago, crying and snot bubbles coming out of her nose while clinging to Su Qing's arm.

Su Qing was taken aback by Jiang Yi's series of apologies and hugs, then sighed helplessly and gently patted Jiang Yi's back, just as tenderly as when she helped her up from the ground in the alley years ago.

  

She told Jiang Yi that it was okay, that she didn't blame her, and that the injury didn't hurt at all.

As a result, Jiang Yi cried even louder, her voice muffled in Su Qing's shoulder, mumbling, "Sister Su, how can you be so good to me? You've always been like this, and you're still like this now. Even though I'm the one who got hurt, you still comfort me. I've never met anyone better than Sister Su."

On the other end of the surveillance screen, Jiang Ran leaned back in her chair, a cold smile creeping onto her lips.

She held a ballpoint pen in her hand, her thumb pressed against the pen body, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and then with a crisp "crack," the metal pen broke in two.

When Jiang Yi finally finished crying and stepped out of Su Qing's arms, her big eyes were already very red.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Su Qing couldn't help but laugh, saying that it seemed that their Xiao Yi still hadn't changed her habit of crying after all these years.

Jiang Yi didn't feel ashamed at all, since she only cried in front of Sister Su, and Sister Su wouldn't dislike her because of it.

Su Qing turned to deal with the few remaining crabs. Jiang Yi gently hugged her waist from behind, buried her face in the nape of Su Qing's long hair, and whispered, "I don't cry. I'm just happy that Sister Su is back."

Su Qing was hugged from behind, and could only use one hand to gently pinch Jiang Yi's cheek. She smiled and said, "Okay, our little Yi is the best. Let her go play in the living room for a while, and we'll eat together when Xiao Ran comes back."

Upon hearing the name "Xiao Ran," an idea immediately popped into Jiang Yi's head.

She complained bitterly to Su Qing, "Sister Su, you have no idea how unreasonable Xiao Ran is! When I came to visit her, she said I stepped in with my left foot first and kicked me out. Then I switched to my right foot, and she said I stepped in with my right foot first and kicked me out again. Isn't that unreasonable? I haven't even stepped inside and she wants to kick me out. Sometimes she even says my breathing rhythm is different from hers, that I came too early, or that the color of my shoes doesn't match her mood that day. She just finds all sorts of reasons not to let me in!"

Su Qing was stunned when she heard this. Well, it did sound like something Xiao Ran would do.

Looking at Jiang Yi's face, which was filled with the plea for Su Jie to stand up for her, she couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, alright, I'll talk to her for you. Really, if you want to get rid of our Xiao Yi, you should at least come up with a decent reason."

"Sister Su!" Jiang Yi called out in a spoiled tone, which made Su Qing chuckle.

Jiang Ran, in her office, watched this scene on the monitor. Jiang Yi hugged her sister's waist like a koala, burying her face in the back of her sister's neck, while her sister laughed and pinched her cheeks.

She picked up the broken pen in her hand and squeezed it again.

She picked up her phone and dialed an internal number, her tone as cold as ice: "Have the project manager bring over the proposal for the South City project right now."

A few minutes later, the office door was carefully pushed open.

The project manager walked in with a heavy gait, carrying a thick stack of documents.

His face was a little pale, and his forehead was covered with a fine layer of cold sweat. While waiting at the door, he had mentally reviewed all the projects he had handled in the past three years, from budget to execution to reporting format, and he hadn't even let go of that email from a year ago that was missing a punctuation mark.

While he was waiting outside, he kept telling himself that everything would be alright. He had even received an outstanding employee award last month, and the projects he was in charge of had never had any major problems. The young lady usually treated him quite well.

However, as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw the broken pen in his boss's hand and the open document on the table, with a photo printed on it.

The person in the photo has delicate features, cool and aloof eyes, a sharp and distinct jawline, slightly pursed thin lips, and a pair of narrow eyes looking straight ahead through the lens, with a hint of unintentional detachment and indifference.

He was a young "man" who looked to be in his early twenties. He was very good-looking, and even in a bad angle like a passport photo, he still looked "handsome".

The project manager immediately recognized the person in the photo: Gu Lei, the second son of the Gu family in Linjiang City, the one who had recently been competing with them for the Nancheng project.

His brain raced in that instant, going through all the details of the handover with Gu Lei in his mind, and then sadly realized that he was indeed fifteen minutes late when he met with Gu Lei's people last month.

Although the other party changed the time at the last minute, and although he had sent an email in advance to explain, in the lady's eyes, she probably only cares about the result.

Jiang Ran shifted her gaze from the figure on the monitor screen who was hugging her sister affectionately, and placed it on the document in front of her.

This guy, Gu Lei, from the Gu family in Linjiang City, has been arguing fiercely with me about the South City project recently.

Of course, that's not important; I don't need this one project.

The important thing is that because of his interference, she had to stay at the company for a full six hours and thirty-six minutes longer today. And during those six hours and thirty-six minutes, Jiang Yi took advantage of the situation, hugged her sister and cried for a whole day, and then complained about her behind her back.

Jiang Ran turned to the next page of the document with Gu Lei's photo on it, and the smile on her lips turned even colder.