Zhu Mingyue, arm in arm with Zhu Qian, walked over from the other side of the milk tea shop, staring intently at Zhu Jinzhao with her big eyes.

"So I wasn't mistaken, that really was you. What are you doing here?"

Zhu Jinzhao: "..."

Caught red-handed by three people at the same time, she's really going to die now.

"Chao Chao, are you working part-time here?" Zhu Qian released Zhu Mingyue's hand, stepped forward, and touched Zhu Jinchao's magnificent headdress.

"Yes, Zhu Jinzhao works part-time at our store today." Sister Fang appeared just in time, delivering a fatal blow to Zhu Jinzhao.

"Today, part-time wages will be paid out at 10 PM. You can go back and rest now. Here, take this milk tea; it's a part-time perk from our shop."

"..." Zhu Jinzhao tremblingly reached out and took the scalding hot milk tea. "Th-thank you."

Fang Jie: "You're welcome."

"Go home." Zhu Xingye threw down these two words, grabbed Zhu Jinzhao's wrist forcefully, and dragged her away.

Zhu Jinzhao had no chance to resist and fell behind Zhu Xingye like a salted fish.

"Big brother, he seems angry..." Zhu Mingyue bit her lip, looking nervously at Zhu Xingye's back, her voice trembling slightly.

Zhu Qian sighed with melancholy and chased after her: "Let's go home, Mingyue. Let's go back and see if we can save Chaochao's life."

A hint of smugness flashed in Zhu Mingyue's eyes as she followed Zhu Qian with light steps: "Chaochao didn't do anything wrong, why save her life?"

Zhu Qian: "Because she doesn't listen to her older brother."

"Oh..." Zhu Mingyue seemed to understand but not quite, "But Chaochao dresses up very beautifully."

Zhu Qian: "Being good-looking is useless!"

...

The Rolls-Royce sped along, the interior eerily quiet.

From the moment he got into the car until now, Zhu Xingye hadn't uttered a single word. He was focused on driving, but the atmosphere around him was terrifyingly tense. Zhu Jinzhao gripped the seatbelt tightly, not daring to make a sound.

"..."

Silence is a form of torture, making a half-hour drive feel like centuries.

"Bang!"

The car door opened and closed again, and Zhu Xingye stormed in.

"Go upstairs!"

"..." Zhu Jinzhao had already foreseen her fate. As she passed through the living room, she secretly took a lot of food and hid it in her clothes.

The door to the study on the third floor was wide open, and Zhu Jinzhao dawdled as he walked in.

Zhu Xingye sat in the chair, his gaze as dark and gloomy as the sea, as if he wanted to drown her.

She stood dejectedly in the middle of the study, and her first words were an apology: "I'm sorry, brother."

"Hmph..." Zhu Xingye sneered, saying sarcastically, "You didn't wrong me, I'm the one who wronged you. I, Zhu Xingye, am a wealthy and powerful man, yet I secretly mistreated my own sister, making her life difficult and forcing her to rely on part-time jobs to earn a living, is that right?"

Zhu Jinzhao stared at the floor beneath her feet: "No..."

"Why not?" Zhu Xingye suddenly raised his voice, startling Zhu Jinzhao so much that he trembled.

Zhu Qian walked in at this moment and patted Zhu Jinzhao on the back lightly to comfort him.

Zhu Mingyue stood behind her, looking concerned, and said, "Chaochao, don't be afraid, your second brother and I will help you."

"..."

May the fragile life I have today instantly die out.

Zhu Xingye said sternly, "None of you should protect her."

“We’re not protecting her, we just came in to see what’s going on,” Zhu Qian said, while taking out his phone to send a WeChat message to Zhu Ning.

—Daily danger looms, return immediately.

"Zhu Jinzhao, are you really that short of money?" Zhu Xingye took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Zhu Jinzhao lied: "I don't lack..."

"If you don't need it, why have you been working part-time for three days in a row?" Zhu Xingye exposed her in the next second. "The day before yesterday you were working as a waitress at a bakery, and today you're working as a model at a bubble tea shop. You go out to work whenever you don't have classes, and you even lied to me to get the jobs."

"Zhu Jinzhao, is this what you meant by not lacking money?"

...Damn it, I'm under investigation...

Zhu Jinzhao, with a headache, closed her eyes and quickly changed her tune: "Okay, actually, I'm short of money."

"Didn't the Zhu family give you living expenses?" Zhu Xingye immediately pressed, "I give you seventy or eighty thousand yuan a month for living expenses, how can you still be short of money? Are you secretly supporting a military-industrial complex behind my back?"

"No, that's not how it is." Zhu Jinzhao's mind raced as she tried to come up with a reason while making excuses. "My older brother gives me a lot of living expenses, but it's not money I earned myself, so it has a different meaning for me."

Zhu Xingye: "How is it different? Isn't the money I give you the same as the money you earn yourself?"

"No, no, it's not for me." Zhu Jinzhao's explanation was like constipation, only able to come out little by little, stutteringly.

“I was raised by my older brother. Everything I have was given to me by him. I have never earned money on my own, nor have I ever done anything with the money I earned myself.”

Zhu Xingye asked the crucial question: "So what do you want to do with the money you earn?"

"..." Zhu Jinzhao was stumped by the question.

She scratched her head, struggling to come up with an excuse: "I...I...I want to buy something with the money I earned myself?"

Zhu Xingye got up from his chair and slowly walked out from behind his desk.

"What are you buying? Who are you buying it for? What will you be doing with it?"

Seeing that Zhu Xingye was getting angrier and angrier, Zhu Mingyue, who was standing at the back, secretly curled the corners of her mouth.

Everything was going according to her plan. As long as Zhu Xingye wasn't stupid, he would know how embarrassing Zhu Jinzhao's behavior had made her.

Zhu Jinzhao, as the fake heiress of the Zhu family, was mercifully allowed to stay, but instead of living an honest life, she repeatedly went out to do part-time jobs.

As soon as the real heiress returned home, she frantically took on part-time jobs to earn money. People who didn't know the situation might have thought that Zhu Mingyue couldn't tolerate her and that the Zhu family was mistreating her.

Her actions may seem harmless, but they are actually harming Zhu Mingyue, making Zhu Mingyue easily bear the stigma of being jealous and wicked.

But this is exactly what Zhu Mingyue wanted.

The more Zhu Jinchao harmed her, the more her brothers felt sorry for her, and Zhu Jinchao...

Nowadays, Zhu Mingyue doesn't even need to lift a finger; Zhu Jinzhao can jump into the pit on his own.

That's wonderful...

"Da...da...da..."

Zhu Xingye's footsteps drew closer, like a death signal from hell, ready to take Zhu Jinzhao's life at any moment.

May your heart beat incredibly fast today.

Zhu Xingye got closer and closer, and she didn't have time to slowly make up reasons.

"Didn't I tell you that what you're doing will make Mingyue..."

"I'll buy it for you!" Zhu Jinchao blurted out in her panic, "I want to buy you something, with the money I earned myself!"

"...Buy it for me?" Zhu Xingye stopped in his tracks, stunned.

"Yes, I'll buy it for you." Zhu Jinzhao emphasized, buttoning up her clothes.

"Ah... I get it." Zhu Qian seemed to have realized something and slapped his forehead in frustration.