The male supporting character was actually myself.

It was obvious that this was the first time the two had met since they parted ways eight years ago.

How could the deep sibling bond of yesteryear so easily turn into an ambiguous relationship?

It's likely that before the fact that they weren't blood-related siblings was revealed, the two of them...

Shu Muyu felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the two of them. No wonder her mother wasn't happy about her getting engaged to Jiang Chen.

You can understand it by looking at the Yin family's upbringing.

Unbeknownst to them, the siblings had developed feelings for each other even before they were related by blood.

The biological mother only acknowledges her adopted son, not her biological son.

If you really get entangled with such a clueless family, and Mrs. Yin, who has princess syndrome, loves to make trouble, and is mentally unstable, gets old and needs care, that's probably when the nightmare begins!

She looked back at her boyfriend, who looked disgusted, and felt both sorry for him and worried. What should she do?

Yin Luoxi was speechless after being rebuked, and crossed her arms and snorted coldly: "Don't think that just because you helped my dad's company get through the crisis, he really treats you like his own son."

I found the cuckoo, and my mother's health will improve;

From now on, we'll still be a loving family of four. As for you—you greedy, avaricious, and craving-for-wealth fellow—you can go with your money!

"That would be wonderful! By the way, could you please ask Mr. Yin to accompany me to the relevant department to remove my surname? I'm so fed up with this surname!"

These industries were built through my own hard work, so of course I want to stick with them and make a living from them.

As for whether Mr. Yin will treat me like a son, I don't really care.

But do you think that if I leave, he will hand over his family fortune to you and Du Zigui?

Then you'd better wake up right away!

Jiang Chen glanced at the two of them with a faint smile and mocked, "Yin Luoxi, are you really unaware or are you just deceiving yourself?"

Most of your classmates are only children, so why do you have a younger brother?

Back then, Mr. Yin was a promising public servant. If it weren't for wanting another child, why would he have chosen to resign and start his own business?

If they really love you that much and want you to inherit the family business, why don't they let you be a happy only child and Mr. Yin wouldn't have to give up such a good job?

Don't you have any idea why?

It's all because they want a son!

You can ask Mr. Yin if he's willing to give away the family fortune he's built up over half a lifetime to the son of the enemy who deprived him of fifteen years of fatherly love.

What kind of loving family of four is this? Don't make people laugh their heads off.

Did Du Zigui really think that by taking someone else's life, he could just take advantage and act innocent? We'll wait and see; when his good fortune runs out, he'll face retribution.

“You…” Yin Luoxi trembled and pointed at Jiang Chen for a long time, unable to speak. She turned to look at Xiang Hongbin, but he only glanced at her holding Du Zigui’s hand and turned to talk to someone else.

Du Zigui snorted and pulled her away, saying, "So he's Jiang Chen. No wonder he's still as sharp-tongued as before."

"Sister, don't pay attention to him. Mom and Dad wouldn't do what he says. Let's go find them. I miss Mom and Dad so much, we haven't seen them in so many years."

Holding his hand, strolling through the beautiful villa area, Yin Luoxi felt very heavy-hearted.

She knew that bastard was telling the truth.

Moreover, Dad has already...

Chapter Twenty-Six: Unfortunate Events

"Ah! Is this my Zigui?" Mrs. Yin saw that the familiar boy from back then had grown into a young man she could hardly recognize. Instead of hugging him immediately, she looked him over carefully for a moment.

Then, with a slight frown, she cried, "What a cruel thing it is that we've been separated for so many years!"

“Mom, now that I’ve found Zigui, we’ll never be separated again.” Yin Luoxi comforted her, “Back then, on the way to the airport, I watched him chasing after the car, and my heart ached so much!”

Back then, I thought we'd never see each other again for the rest of our lives.

"Yes, I saw it too. I also thought I would never see my child again," Mrs. Yin nodded, tears streaming down her face.

Du Zigui's expression froze for a moment. "Back then...did you all see it?"

Mrs. Yin covered her face and cried, "I'm so heartbroken and sad, but I'm powerless! Zigui, please forgive your mother for not being able to protect you?"

"It's clearly Dad who went too far, insisting on separating us!" Yin Luoxi said indignantly.

Jiang Chen's words were like a thorn in her heart, and she felt uncomfortable whenever she thought of her father.

Du Zigui finally calmed down from the excitement of recognizing her father. "Where's Dad? Isn't he home? Why are Mom and my sister living here? I don't remember our house being this small."

Why not go live in the villa?

It must be very comfortable to live there now in this season.

My sister told me that Mom's health isn't very good, and although the place is nicely decorated, it's too small and makes her feel depressed.

Yin Luoxi looked around the one-bedroom apartment she had just rented, carefully choosing her words to avoid the topic, saying, "Dad's company is having some minor troubles, so we're just staying here for now since we just got back."

By the way, I'm now a world-class painter—the youngest world-class painter ever!

Come and see the oil painting I'm currently working on; it's sure to cause a sensation around the world once it's finished.

"I'm going to buy a bigger detached villa then, so our whole family can live together and never be separated again!"

Du Zigui was led by her to the small balcony to see the oil painting that had already been finalized in its first draft.

It's somewhat abstract, but you can barely make out that it's a girl standing in the void, and an angel-like person descends from the sky to embrace her.

"Sister, what is this?" His heart started pounding again.

The two figures on the canvas are still in their simplest form, with no finished details yet drawn.

But the overall atmosphere is filled with a subtle, warm, and romantic feeling that makes you smile slightly.

In his pupils, the two still-phantom human figures, their hands clasped tightly, danced gracefully like joyful butterflies, fully enjoying the fragrance of freedom.

A faint fragrance wafted to his nose; he couldn't tell if it came from the fresh flowers in the vase on the table or from the washed clothes hanging in the corner of the balcony. Du Zigui took a deep breath, his mind filled with endless reverie.

“This painting is called ‘Love Across Life and Death’.” Yin Luoxi looked at her painting with satisfaction and murmured softly, “The love I want must be like the one in the painting, forever sweet, never separated, and unwavering until death.”

His heart pounded as he looked at the painting and whispered, "I will be your guardian angel, always will be, and always will be! I will protect you and never be apart again!"

Yin Luoxi's lips curled up slightly as she whispered a few words in his ear.

Clang!

There was a sound of something falling coming from the bedroom.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Yin Luoxi asked anxiously.

Mrs. Yin's voice rang out from the bedroom, "I accidentally knocked over the clothes rack."

Zigui is right, this place is really too small.

"Besides the bed and wardrobe, it's difficult to even turn around in the bedroom..."

While she was still nagging and complaining, Yin Luoxi, whose heart was already fluttering with excitement, took Du Zigui's hand and gestured for him to change his shoes. Then, ignoring that her mother hadn't finished speaking, she called out, "Mom, I'm going to take Zigui home. You should rest early and don't wait for me!"

"Dangdang!"

The door closed, and when Mrs. Yin came out of the bedroom, the two had already left.

She sighed, picked up her phone, and texted her best friend, "These days are really tough."

Bowen must have changed his mind, otherwise why would he let us have such a hard time?

My daughter and I can only squeeze into a tiny room. It's so hard for me..."

After lamenting her loss and complaining about the passing of spring and autumn, Mrs. Yin went to the small balcony to look at the night view outside. She inadvertently saw her daughter and Zigui walking side by side out of the community gate downstairs.

Mrs. Yin frowned slightly.

Then she heard her husband's angry rebuke as he exposed her; she recalled the online criticisms she received after the switch incident was exposed.

A once high-and-mighty artist and wealthy woman was reduced to a clown overnight, being pointed at and gossiped about.

That was the darkest moment of my life; the happy life I had worked so hard to maintain had all turned into a joke.

Not discovering the child swap has become an indelible stain on the first half of my life.

I must never become a laughing stock again!

If my daughter and Zigui were together, what would the other wives think and what would they say?

A world-class painter, whom she had carefully nurtured—such an outstanding daughter, was married to a penniless wild boy who hadn't even finished high school!

Luo Xi is a favored daughter of heaven. If she cannot marry into a wealthy family, wouldn't it be a waste of all the years of nurturing she has received?

If you don't put an end to unrealistic thoughts sooner, they will become a stain that you can never wash away for the rest of your life!

My perfect image is about to be completely ruined!

No, I cannot allow such an unfortunate thing to happen.

Thinking this, Mrs. Yin picked up her phone and called her daughter, telling her to come home quickly.

I need to urge her to win over Xiang Hongbin as soon as possible. That boy is tall, handsome, has a good personality, and is quick-witted. Moreover, as an only child, he will definitely inherit billions of dollars in assets in the future.

Once they get engaged, the angry and business-stricken husband will surely change his mind.

She would still be Mrs. Yin, whom everyone envied, and being the daughter of a world-class painter and a member of a wealthy family would still be a source of pride for her.

The cuckoo is still a problem.

He didn't even finish high school, so he's really not presentable.

He hasn't grown up by my side all these years, who knows how many bad things he's learned? I can't let him lead my daughter astray.

My daughter is all I can rely on now, and I absolutely cannot let her go astray!

"Beep beep..."

However, after waiting for a long time, her daughter did not answer the phone. When she called back, she only heard a cold, impersonal message: "The number you dialed is switched off."

"That's good!" Yin Luoxi turned off her phone.

She sat on a bench by the grove of trees, looking at Du Zigui in the dim light of the streetlamp, her voice barely audible, "Where do you live now?"

"Sigh, I've had such a miserable life these past few years," Du Zigui sighed. "Ever since Du Pingping went to jail, no one has been running the small restaurant."

Du Rui sold her small restaurant because she was short of money.