Finally, I landed steadily in the wheelchair.

They pushed me out the door. It had snowed heavily last night, I don't know when. The ground was covered in white, and the north wind was howling, a mournful sound. Winter had come a little early this year.

It seems a snowstorm is inevitable, and countless people will die in this cold winter. Thinking of this, I subconsciously shrank my neck.

"Chaochao is afraid of the cold, but it's okay. With her brother here, he won't let my Chaochao get cold."

That person once again demonstrated what true power was, casually conjuring up a magnificent house. The doors opened automatically without any wind, and before I could even be surprised, I was already inside. The house was filled with blooming flowers and a delicate fragrance, creating a warm and elegant atmosphere.

This house resembles a house, yet it is not quite a house. The interior scenery blends seamlessly into the surrounding landscape. Flowers and plants extend from the walls, hang from the ceiling, or grow in every corner. They appear unman-made, devoid of porcelain, calligraphy, paintings, or decorative curtains. Everywhere the sun shines, there are only flowers, plants, and stones. The stone table, stone chairs, even the bed are made of stone. Around the stone bed, vibrant violets bloom, like natural bed curtains. The interior scenery, dominated by purple, is luxurious and elegant.

I landed on the stone bed, the wooden chair turned into bedding, and I lay down on the flower bed.

Who exactly is this Temo? He's just too incredible. I wondered as I admired the beautiful scenery before me.

Even so, he stopped shouting. That person, apart from saying things I couldn't understand, ignored me no matter what I did.

If he says he's my brother, then he's my brother. If he says my name is Chaochao, then my name is Chaochao. If he says he'll take me home, then I'll go. I'm always very adaptable to local customs. Besides, in my current state, I have nothing to do but wait to die. Who cares if he has ulterior motives or what he's plotting? Having someone to wait for me to die with is much better than waiting for me to die alone. And, from the beginning until now, this person seems to have treated me quite well.

Perhaps seeing that I remained silent for a long time, the man sent word that I should stay here temporarily, saying that I would be home after taking a nap.

I couldn't be bothered to respond, so I just lay quietly on the bed, lost in thought.

This house is just too nice! Not only is it beautiful, but it's also perfectly warm, neither too hot nor too cold. It's a real treasure! If everyone had a house like this, what would be there to worry about in winter or summer? It's like a national treasure. I wonder how many houses he owns.

Once I've gotten to know him well, I'll swindle a few from him and take them back to study. I'll see if I can mass-produce them and promote them nationwide. I can almost see piles of silver flying towards me, and the admiring and grateful eyes of the entire nation. Making a fortune every day won't be a dream, nor will achieving fame and success. Having this treasure is like having the world. When I've achieved fame and success, I'll definitely crush that brat Ji Qing under my feet. I feel like I've reached the pinnacle of life.

Just as I was happily indulging in my daydreams, a beautiful and pretty fool appeared in the house.

Why doesn't Chaochao answer her brother? Has she come to this mortal world and no longer wants her brother?

“You didn’t seem happy when you saw me yesterday, and you slapped your brother again this morning. Now you’re ignoring your brother. You blame your brother for not taking care of you all these years and letting you fend for yourself here.”