"Why me?" Junchen looked at Beifeng with some confusion.

Beifeng blurted out naturally, "You're the oldest among us, and my Jingjing isn't very obedient."

But she still listens to her elders, so I think only you can control her.”

A hint of danger flashed in Junchen's dark eyes: The oldest? An elder?

A dangerous smile curved his aloof and refined face, and his thin lips slowly uttered a few words.

"You mean I'm old?"

"Cough cough cough!" Bei Feng, who was just picking up his teacup again, almost choked to death. He glanced at his friend, who was grinning dangerously, and quickly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, not old at all! Second Master Jun is young, rich, successful, handsome, and can be called the national husband of hundreds of millions of women across the country!"

How could I be old? No, no, I'm sorry, I misspoke.

Junchen is only twenty-four this year, in the prime of his youth, and his precious Jingjing will only turn eighteen tonight.

In comparison, Junchen does look quite old!

Although he thought this to himself, Beifeng wore a fawning smile on his face. He was still counting on this man to look after his younger sister.

"Okay." Satisfied by the barrage of compliments, Jun Chen wiped the smile from his face and spoke casually.

Bei Feng was taken aback by Jun Chen's quick agreement, but then her face lit up with joy.

"Alright, alright, thank you so much, Second Master Jun! I'll send Jingjing to your house after her birthday party tomorrow. You've really helped me a lot, brother!"

Bei Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. With Jun Chen helping to keep an eye on his younger sister, he could finally go to Country X with a bit of peace of mind.

She reached out and patted Junchen on the shoulder. "Don't worry, don't worry, my darling Jingjing is generally a well-behaved little girl, except for being a picky eater."

His gaze inadvertently swept through the glass to several sports cars speeding past on the street, and he casually remarked...

"I would never be like those brats, spending all day playing around and doing nothing!"

Bei Feng had no idea that the "good little sister" he was talking about was the little brat driving the first sports car among the few sports cars that had just sped by!

The next day, at his birthday party, Bei Jing was dragged around by his mother, being shown around in front of a series of high-society ladies.

Finally, after enduring the banquet, I collapsed onto my big bed, completely exhausted.

Before I could even process what was happening, I saw my older brother carrying a huge suitcase, ransacking my room.

Before she could even ask a question, her older brother dragged her into the passenger seat of his car.

Then we entered a vast mansion, comparable in size to a royal palace.

Yes, you read that right, it's comparable to a royal palace courtyard!

I looked up and saw the two large, elegant characters on the gate of the mansion: Jun Mansion.

Bei Jing, who was already confused about the situation, now had the illusion that he had traveled back to ancient times.

A beeping system notification sounded in my head.

"Attention! Attention! The aura of a romance target has been detected! The aura of a romance target has been detected!"

Please observe carefully, host! Please observe carefully, host!

Yes, she was bound to a mysterious system named Lingling, something Bei Jing discovered as soon as she gained consciousness.

Bei Jing mentioned it to Bei Feng, but Bei Feng assumed Bei Jing had been reading too many novels, so Bei Jing never mentioned it to anyone else.

After all, she didn't want to be sent to a mental hospital as a mental patient.