When Xie Jingyue returned home, she brought back a new tablet. The tablet was loaded with materials and various courses, covering all subjects from elementary school to university.

She doesn't go back to the old house every day; she only goes home when she's resting or at fixed times. So it's best to get some things done all at once.

The old house occupies a large area. Although there are more than a dozen servants, many rooms are empty, and it is only lively during the Chinese New Year.

So as soon as you go in, you feel a sense of desolation.

"My dearest daughter is back!"

The old lady was watching TV in the living room when she heard a noise and turned around to see her most beloved youngest daughter.

"Mom, I didn't know you watched idol dramas!" Xie Jingyue winked mischievously.

"What's wrong? Can't older people keep up with fashion? I think it looks great, so what?" the old lady said, feigning annoyance.

"Haha, I'm just teasing you. I'll go find Qingqing first and then come over to keep you company."

"Go ahead, go ahead. I don't know when you started caring so much about a little girl." You care about her even more than this old lady.

Upstairs, Xie Qingqing was copying her test paper. At Madam Xie's request, she had to copy each wrong answer ten times. Not for any other reason than to punish her for getting such simple questions wrong.

Upon closer inspection, her pen-holding posture was incorrect; she wrote very lightly, as if afraid of running out of ink. Her handwriting wasn't very neat either, resembling that of a beginner.

"Qingqing!"

At a shout, the little girl looked up from her homework and gazed at the doorway with surprise.

"Auntie!" She got up from the chair and ran over. "Auntie, what brings you here?"

"What? You're not welcoming me?"

"No, no, I welcome my aunt!" She quickly shook her head, afraid that her aunt would be angry.

Xie Jingyue patted her head. "I've brought you some things. Here, take all of these."

"This is a tablet. Look at these apps; if you want to study, just use these. But remember, don't get addicted to games, or your aunt will get angry."

"This is a calligraphy practice book. You can practice it when you have free time and correct your handwriting. And these are all study materials. You need to study them carefully. Only by learning them can you get good grades."

At first, she hesitated about buying a tablet, because children have poor self-control, and if they become addicted to games, their studies will be neglected. Their future would be ruined.

But after thinking about it, I still bought it.

Xie Wan'er has a cell phone, but she never gets addicted to games; she only uses it for chatting.

Why?

Because she's rich, she has many expensive hobbies. For example, going horseback riding, learning to bake desserts, going to amusement parks, or learning to play the piano, etc.

When life is fulfilling, people naturally won't become addicted to the internet. The fundamental reason why most young people don't like to move around is that they don't have money.

If Xie Qingqing had enough knowledge, those games wouldn't have been able to capture her attention at all. She had her own rich inner world, so why would she need to rely on the online world?

"Are all these for me?" She looked at the table full of things in disbelief.

"Yes. Didn't you say you wanted to study? I've bought you all these things. What's this?"

As they were talking, Xie Jingyue suddenly noticed a brand-new workbook. Opening it, she saw it was mostly filled with competition problems. While some elementary school students could understand them, it was clearly beyond Xie Qingqing's comprehension. How did she end up with this?

Xie Qingqing: "Xie Wan'er gave it to me."

Xie Jingyue remained silent. She could roughly guess what the child was thinking. Why would he be so kind as to give her competition questions? This was clearly an insult.

I never imagined that kids these days have so many clever ideas and are so much more mature.

"It's normal that you don't understand this yet. First, learn the basic questions thoroughly, and you'll be able to understand these later. I've arranged them in order for you, so learn them one by one. Also, pay attention in class, understand?"

"Okay! Auntie, I will study hard! I will try my best to get a better ranking next time." Xie Qingqing didn't dare to guarantee that she would get into the top ten, let alone the top three. She could only guarantee that she could improve further.

Moving up one place is progress, right?

Seeing Xie Wan'er's cautiousness, Xie Jingyue couldn't help but find it both amusing and heartbreaking. Xie Wan'er would never be like this; even if she had her own little schemes, her personality was always open and generous, or rather, domineering.

Indeed, the difference between growing up in love and growing up in a loveless family is so great.

"Then you should study hard. I'll go out now. I'll take you to the amusement park this weekend. If you want to go, get ready. If you don't want to go, let me know." She didn't act dictatorially, but chose a tone of discussion.

Xie Qingqing blinked, trying to figure out if what she had just heard was true. "Oh my god! Auntie, I want to go! I've never been to an amusement park before, I want to ride the carousel!"

She'd heard there were lots of fun rides at the amusement park, but she'd never been. Now that she had the chance, she definitely couldn't miss it.

"Okay, I'll pick you up this weekend."

Xie Jingyue closed the door and went out.

Turning the corner, I saw Xie Wan'er holding a rag doll, standing obediently at the door, staring at me with her big eyes.

"Auntie," she called out softly.

Xie Jingyue's expression was somewhat cold. "What is it?"

"Auntie, do you not like me anymore?" she asked, pouting, her voice filled with disappointment.

The rag doll was a gift from the original owner, and it's now a collector's item.

She has many dolls, all gifts from the original owner of this body. It's because she experienced such intense emotions that she feels so resentful at being ignored.

“I think I’ve made myself very clear.” Xie Jingyue turned around. Admittedly, Xie Qingqing hadn’t done anything too outrageous, but she just couldn’t look at her with the same eyes as before. “Qingqing has suffered so much outside, you shouldn’t hate her. When you see her, even if you don’t feel guilty, you shouldn’t bully her.”

If the two sisters had gotten along well from the beginning, they would have supported each other as they grew up.

But Xie Qingqing was too greedy. She wanted all the love and was afraid that the other person would threaten her position.

"You just don't like me anymore. You used to say that I was your favorite person." Xie Qingqing's tears fell instantly.

"That was before, not now." Xie Jingyue didn't want to talk to her anymore and turned to go downstairs.

Having seen Xie Qingqing's future fate, there's absolutely no way I'd forgive Xie Wan'er.