"Bang--"

The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Ruan Qing'an was sitting in front of the dressing table, putting her hair up, while Luo Yuming was sitting by the bay window. Upon seeing this, he merely raised an eyebrow and silently kept his presence to himself.

"Ruan Qing'an, Tian Tian is your older sister!"

"Hmm? I know."

Ruan Qing'an smiled brightly: "Dad knows this better than I do, after all, she is your own daughter."

Her voice trailed off, sounding unnecessarily sarcastic, but Mr. Ruan didn't notice. He said fiercely, "Sweetie twisted her ankle. She said she fell by herself. Don't you have any explanation?"

"She already said she fell by herself, what's there for me to explain?"

"If Tian Tian really fell on her own, why would she be so hesitant and even hide in her room and refuse to come out!"

The more Mr. Ruan thought about it, the more he realized that this made sense. He pointed his finger directly at Ruan Qing'an, his anger growing stronger: "I never thought you were this kind of person, Ruan Qing'an, apologize to Tian Tian right now!"

Ruan Tiantian, who had followed with a limp, stood by the door, crying pitifully, her face flushed with anxiety. She said to her father, "Dad, please don't make things difficult for Ruan Ruan."

"Sweetie, why are you still taking her side!"

Ruan's father stepped forward to support Ruan Tiantian with heartache, his anger towards Ruan Qing'an intensifying: "Ruan Qing'an, look at yourself, even your sister is still speaking up for you."

Ruan Qingan shrugged: "But she wasn't wrong either."

"Ruan Qingan!"

"Stop arguing..."

Ruan Tiantian interrupted, "Dad, don't let me affect your relationship with Ruan Ruan. It was me who disturbed you."

"Sweetie, you've been wronged."

As he spoke, Ruan's father strode up to Ruan Qing'an, raised his hand high, and glared angrily: "You deserve a lesson!"

Seeing this, Ruan Tiantian couldn't help but laugh, but unexpectedly, Ruan Qing'an blocked her father's hand the next moment. In the instant of the stalemate, she chuckled and said, "Dad, my mom just left."

"My maternal grandparents haven't gotten over it yet."

With just two simple words, Ruan's father suddenly stopped, his face turning pale and then contorted in a grimace. He had almost forgotten that Ruan Qing'an had the Han family behind him.

Ruan Qing'an looked at him with a smile and an arrogant expression.

She had to be tolerant last night, but through Mo Hong, an elder of the Han family, the Han family would eventually find out that the eldest daughter of the Ruan family was being bullied.

Mr. Ruan finally calmed down and forced a kind smile: "Ruan Ruan, Dad can understand you. After all, Tian Tian just came to our family, and you may not be used to it yet."

"Dad will be holding a banquet in a couple of days to announce Sweetie's return. Ruan Ruan, remember to give your sister a good welcome."

After Mr. Ruan finished speaking, just as he turned to leave, Ruan Qing'an suddenly said, "Dad, didn't you just tell me to apologize to my sister? Yes, I should apologize to her."

Ruan Qingan stood up, his expression serious and earnest: "I didn't expect her to have a cerebellar development problem, which caused her balance disorder and led to her falling. It was my fault for not being considerate of her."

"Similarly, I didn't expect that my sister was already twenty-three years old, but after falling down, she still needed to be coaxed before she could overcome the difficulty of leaving the room to eat. I didn't ask anyone to feed her, which was my fault."

Ruan Qing'an paused, then said to Ruan Tiantian, "I'm sorry, sister, it seems I was indeed wrong."

The entire bedroom was completely silent, except for Luo Yuming, who was sitting by the bay window, covering his mouth with his hand to suppress his laughter.

He only realized now how sharp-tongued this young lady was.

Both Mr. Ruan and Ruan Tiantian looked very unhappy, but before Ruan Tiantian could speak, Mr. Ruan could only suppress his anger and push Ruan Tiantian's shoulder to leave.

The farce finally came to an end when the door was closed again.

Ruan Qing'an acted as if nothing had happened, turned around and lay on the bed looking at her phone. She pointed to the fruit plate on the bedside table and beckoned to Luo Yuming: "Come here, come here."

Luo Yuming then sat down on the carpet beside the bed, while the charming young woman listened to the music listlessly, occasionally opening her mouth to say, "Ah—"

Then Luo Yuming put a grape into her mouth.

With a flick of her bright red tongue, accompanied by the juice of a bursting grape, the girl, who couldn't help but pout, was sweeter than the ripe grape. Luo Yuming's fingertips brushed against her lips and then quickly withdrew.

He rubbed his fingertips together briefly, then silently lowered his eyes.

Ruan Qing'an's calves were so white they almost reflected light as she swayed slowly: "Hmm, good boy, good boy, you even knew to peel the grape skins, here's a reward for you to eat a grape."

"……Thanks?"

You're welcome, you're welcome.

Luo Yuming paused, ate a grape, and only now did he realize that his impression of Ruan Qing'an was not very deep.

Amidst the jeers and mockery of Luo Zhihong and his ilk, accompanied by insults and beatings, the beautiful young woman remained perpetually high above, surrounded by admirers, looking down upon his suffering with a mere chuckle.

Luo Yuming's eyes darkened as his gaze fell on Ruan Qing'an's arm, where red marks remained from blocking her father. Her body was excessively delicate, yet her personality was so strong that she refused to back down.

He suddenly said, "Young Miss, just now—"

“Scumbag fathers and innocent sisters are not uncommon.”

Ruan Qing'an looked up at Luo Yuming: "Isn't your old father just like that? Ha, all men are like that."

Luo Yuming, an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire: ...

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Ruan Qing'an grabbed Luo Yuming's large hand, opened his palm, lowered his head, and spat the grape seeds into his hand like a little animal.

Luo Yuming's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he recalled Ruan Tiantian's appearance: "Is this why you hate me?"

Or rather...

Was it because she used to coldly watch him being bullied?

Ruan Qing'an remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "I knew about Ruan Tiantian's existence a long time ago, but I never thought my father would dare to bring her home, shortly after my mother died."

“There’s nothing wrong with being an illegitimate child, but if an illegitimate child shamelessly comes to someone’s door, trying to ruin their life and thinking they’re in the right, then they are wrong.”

Luo Yuming retorted, "Is it because of Ruan Tiantian that you hate me, who is also an illegitimate child?"

Ruan Qingan stiffened and sat up abruptly.

"...It's very simple. Luo Zhihong said you went to great lengths to return to the Luo family and steal his position as heir. So, isn't a bastard like you just like Ruan Tiantian?"

"Alright, alright, you're no longer qualified to ask questions!"

They were having a normal conversation just a moment ago, but the next moment the temperamental young lady changed her expression, turned her back to Luo Yuming, lay on the bed playing on her phone, and refused to speak.

Luo Yuming could only sit cross-legged on the carpet, subconsciously eating grapes, but the deep thought in his eyes became more and more obvious. He then caught a glimpse of Ruan Qing'an's red ear tips hidden in her hair.

This young lady probably made things difficult for him because of his status and Luo Zhihong's instigation. As for now, is it because she discovered the differences between his mother and Ruan Tiantian and her daughter?

No, we cannot let our guard down yet...

Just as he was thinking, Luo Yuming felt a force on his leg. He looked down and saw Ruan Qing'an's fair and jade-like foot kicking his calf.

It doesn't hurt, it feels like a cat scratching.

The young lady continued to boss people around: "I want to eat grapes, hurry up and feed me, you're not allowed to space out."

Luo Yuming sighed softly, "...I understand."

【Affection Level: 5】

[Aaaaaah, my ancestor! My affection level has finally increased!]

Ruan Qing'an ate grapes without even glancing at them: "Basic operation, you'll get used to it, no need to be smug, you're welcome."

...

Even though Mr. Ruan was wary of the Han family behind Ruan Qing'an, he still cared more about his beloved daughter and soon sent out invitations to various prominent families.

A week later, the banquet arrived as scheduled.

The scale of the event far exceeded that of Nguyen Thanh An's previous birthday parties, putting Nguyen Thanh An in an awkward position.