Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

I'm a little sad...

What do you mean I should call you "sister" sweetly and be more affectionate when I need something?

Qin Hui knew in her heart that this was probably impossible, so she still said it directly—

"...Xiaoying, where are you now?"

"Me? I'm with Chen Ming."

"..."

Chen Ming?

Upon hearing a name that made one's teeth itch, Qin Hui clenched her fist.

What do you mean? This is my sister. How could you monopolize the pick-up and drop-off duties? Don't think that just because you're close to Xiaoying, you can do whatever you want.

Qin Hui felt a little wronged and said—

"Didn't we agree that I would pick you up?"

Why did you suddenly change your mind? I even bought a gift and was waiting for you to come over.

Bullying people.

She bit her lower lip and slowly squatted down, like a bullied little girl. Perhaps Qin Hui was always like this; her strong exterior was always gently punctured by those she cared about, revealing her vulnerable side.

Although the landlady heard her sister say this, she had no recollection of it. After thinking for a moment, she said—

"Did you send this message today? I was in class and can't bring my phone, so I didn't notice it."

"How could this happen..."

Qin Hui was unhappy, but there was nothing she could do. She mustered her spirits, forced a smile, and said—

"So you and Chen Ming are going back to Tsinghua and Peking University? Okay, I'll head over now and spend Mid-Autumn Festival with you this year..."

"Um, but we're on our way to Chen Ming's house now."

The landlady felt that her older sister was really a bit of a hassle, and said—

"We're already on our way; I'm going to Chen Ming's place to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"..."

Qin Hui felt her limbs losing strength and murmured—

"Why did you go to his place for the Mid-Autumn Festival...?"

what about me?

I prepared a big mooncake and brought you a gift. We can snuggle in the same bed and strengthen our sisterly bond... This is her expectation.

If Qin Hui knew that Chen Ming had done something similar, she would probably explode with anger on the spot.

Now I am completely disheartened.

The landlady said, somewhat puzzled—

"I was bored spending the holiday alone, so I went home with him."

"go home?"

Qin Hui tossed her hair, then pursed her lips and said—

"You're going back to his house?"

"...Is that not allowed?"

Of course not!

His home is his home, and your home is your home. How can you mix them up? You should live with your sister, not with outsiders...

Qin Hui grew angrier the more she thought about it, and said—

"Let Chen Ming answer the phone."

It's obvious they're nitpicking.

The landlady looked at Chen Ming with a hint of helplessness, handed him the phone, and said—

"It's for you."

"I?"

Chen Ming was puzzled. Why did Qin Hui suddenly contact him?

He took the landlady's phone and said—

"Hello? What's up?"

"Give me back my sister! You lolicon!"

"..."

An opening lightning strike?

Chen Ming's lips twitched. He was really asking for trouble; he'd only been disciplined for three days and was now looking for a fight again. He smiled and said—

"What do you mean 'your sister'? Leaving her to live alone, is this how you show concern for your sister?"

"you……"

Qin Hui was furious, but she had nothing to refute. She said—

"You always say the same thing, don't you have anything else to say?"

"The landlady likes me more than you."

"you……"

“I’m closer to the landlady.”

"Well……"

Qin Hui clutched her chest. This feeling, this bitter and unwilling feeling... From the landlady's perspective, Chen Ming's position in her heart was definitely far superior to Qin Hui's in every way.

Chen Ming, unable to comprehend Qin Hui's piercing pain, turned extremely hostile and pressed his advantage—

"Now the landlady is coming home with me. No matter what happens in the future, she can come to my house, and I will take good care of her. You have nothing to do with her."

"Varied……"

Qin Hui's mouth dropped open. What did this mean? Was this a blatant kidnapping?

"Hey?"

The landlady and everyone else heard Chen Ming's words and turned to look at him. The landlady blushed and lowered her head... This guy always says all sorts of nonsense when he gets excited.

Moreover, he was quite oblivious to his own actions, still arguing with Qin Hui without any regard for his own feelings.

Qin Hui was on the verge of tears, her eyes brimming with emotion, and she gritted her teeth as she uttered a single sentence—

"You, you just have to remember this!"

He left those words behind and fled in disarray, once again defeated by Chen Ming.

It seems she always experiences frustration with him, yet she always takes the initiative to pursue him. Thinking about it, it does seem a bit pathetic.

But she was really angry that she didn't want to get back at him.

Looking at the phone that had just been hung up, the sadness of being forgotten by my sister vanished, leaving only feelings of... "I'm so angry, so angry!"

"Chen Ming..."

She kept repeating that man's name.

Going home, right?

Fine, I'm determined to spend Mid-Autumn Festival with my sister this time, and no one can persuade me otherwise. I got into my car, turned around, and drove off in one direction.

……

Chen Ming then returned the phone to the landlady.

Ok?

Why is the landlady's face a little red?

He said woodenly—

"what happened to you?"

"……nothing."

The little girl turned her head away, only showing him the back of her head with her pigtails, which made it easy for him to touch it.

Now he doesn't know where to put his hands if he doesn't touch a girl's head. While the girls have developed a liking for being touched, he has also been spoiled by them and has developed an increasingly restless habit of touching them.

Living together is probably what it means to influence each other like this.

Chapter 200 She Sinks Deeper and Deeper

Chen Ming thought about it and realized that he rarely went out with a large group of people like this, especially a group of young and beautiful girls.

"Um……"

Dongyi felt uncomfortable sitting in his seat, so he went to lie down on the carpet next to him.

Chen Ming looked at her and said—

"You have no manners."

"You know about sitting on the floor, right? The seat you're sitting in was added later; the original design was for sitting on the floor."

Dong Yi rolled her eyes at him, as if she were looking at a good-for-nothing.

Chen Ming said—

“I’m not a student from your area, how would I know? Besides, you’re not even sitting down, you’re just sitting like a worm.”

Dong Yichong wriggled on the carpet and muttered—

"If only I had a blanket."

"..."