Jian Ning's personality is nothing like the original owner's—cowardly and never letting revenge linger overnight. Moreover, in the eyes of cultivators, kinship is merely a matter of fate and karma, lacking any real substance.

It's important to understand that those who cultivate immortality have very little connection with their families. They don't get caught up in major emotional fluctuations, as that would greatly hinder their cultivation.

I simply cast a calming spell on myself, sat cross-legged on the carpet, concentrated my mind, and began my practice.

It wasn't until Li Mengyao knocked on the door that she stood up from the ground, rubbing her numb legs, and hopped over to open the door.

"Ningning, I brought you spicy hot pot and preserved egg and lean pork congee. Were you hungry?" Li Mengyao changed her shoes and came in carrying the food container.

"I almost forgot I haven't had dinner yet. My brother didn't come back with me?" At this point, the calming mantra had taken effect, and Jian Ning's emotions were very peaceful.

She took the bag from Li Mengyao, placed it on the coffee table, and opened it. The rich aroma of the food made her swallow hard. Without waiting for Li Mengyao's reply, she ran to the bathroom to wash her hands.

"You insist on living alone. I see you eating three meals a day without a set time. You're over twenty years old and don't know how to take care of yourself. If you keep going like this, won't you get a stomachache?"

Li Mengyao muttered to herself as she walked over and sat down on the sofa.

"An elder sister-in-law is like a mother. Sister-in-law, I feel like you're just as nagging as my mom!"

Jian Ning washed her hands, then jogged back, opened the lunchbox, and scooped a spoonful of porridge into her mouth; it was still warm.

It was especially delicious, and I let out a satisfied sigh! "My sister-in-law is the best; she knows how to care for me!"